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Although it was strange, I decided not to question that part, seeing that Uncle Jonah was tired, perhaps another day, as he said earlier. "Surprised, uh? I bet you were expecting creepy things because of the story I told you, you know what Deborah, everything isn't always as it seems," He smiled, voicing out my thoughts once again. "Of course," I said as the car turned to the other street, I stared at the library until it vanished from my sight. There was something mysterious about the tale and library, like a connection, unknown to the world. And Genesis, she was a woman scorned, a powerful Owlignus but yet—she simply gave out the town that was her beloved, a town she built and owned. Until

Hundreds of years have passed. Echor build 5 kingdoms named: Alpenglow where the powerful and wealthy creature ones live. Alamort, the cursed kingdom where the evil creatures of Echor come from. Raconteur, the kingdom of the dwarves who take the lead in making weapons. Habromania, the flying kingdom that is isolated from everyone where simple elves live. They avoid getting into trouble that's why they're called 'The Lonely Kingdom'. And finally, Ataraxia, where the creatures called 'Muggles' live quietly and simply They lived quietly, and without any disturbance.

The young man casually walked away leaving Brielle who was still pensive. Not long after, the sound of footsteps could be heard. His friend walked back beside him. “You certainly still remember your magical ability, right? I don’t know how many straight men have ‘bent’ because of you,” she responded, and her last words were able to stop Alain’s steps. “I hope your magical ability won’t apply to Painter Huang. You know that I really like him, right?” Brielle Park. The girl said it very lightly, even with a smile, but somehow Alain’s soul felt like it was being slashed by a very sharp sword.

They sat with their backs to the river, snuggled together and giggled like a couple of high school lovers. Thaddeus rushed as fast as his scrawny little legs could carry him, to stay in the waters was to incur the wrath of Tonya. He knew better. With her small frame, she has the power of a sumo wrestler within her. Today wasn't the day to piss her off, not when she's busy with Emily talking about things he'd never understand. He thought to himself as he ran his hand through his hair, shaking like his bones had become fragile and brittle.

Hello Loves, If you have gotten to this point then congratulations! you are at the end of this wholesome journey. Thank you for going on this adventurous ride with Dragomir and Raisel. I hope you didn't get lost in the witch's den or get captured by the giants. If you didn't then I am assuming you found the Heart of Magic and are on the same page with us. I hope you loved their story? Please, if you did, I want you to know I am itching to know what you loved about the story. I will deeply appreciate your thoughts and opinions. Thank you.

She quickly averted her gaze and looked to where Llewellyn was once standing as he walked into the forest. Lucian was still seated calmly behind her with his back against one of the trees and with her seated directly in front of him, her back to his chest. Being unable to bear the silence, Katherine finally spoke, "Tell me a story," "Milord," She quickly added wanting to remain respectful. His already deep voice was low and sounded like a hum, "You have to be more specific than that, do you wish to hear about the tales of the creatures below sea level or the creatures that plague the earth realm,"

Nyra It took me two days—and way too much late-night scrolling—to find anything solid about Fantasies. Most of what I found online was vague, broken, or so cryptic it might as well have been written in Morse code. People online just kept repeating the same thing: It’s not for everyone. Which, of course, made me want it more. I was huddled in the break room, elbows on the table, completely absorbed in a thread called “What really happens at Fantasies,” when a voice cut through the silence.

"When I was a kid—" "She's lying!" Vivian screeched, cutting me off. "This is a painting of when Horace and I first met! "I drew this piece before, and Vivian saw it and thought it looked beautiful, so she asked me about the story behind it. I didn't expect that she'd plagiarize it completely! "How could someone like that be qualified to go to Paris?" Ah, she'd finally shown her true objective. Carl and I were the only ones who had gotten accepted to the Academy of Fine Arts, after all.

Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.” I clear my throat in shock. I never thought I would see a guy come in here to buy a book with lots of smut scenes for a female friend. It seems so intrusive. “Right this way.” I say to him, moving down to the last row of books. “You can choose anyone from here. Legend has it that they all fit into the category of books you might be looking for.” I say with a small smile. He nods politely and picks out a book from the shelf randomly flipping through the pages.

The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby. If you’d like a paperback copy of Fable for your bookshelf, check out the print version on Amazon – it’ll make an enchanting addition to your book collection ;) Just search for 'Fable by Saskia Snow; on Amazon and you'll find it. And if you enjoyed reading Fable as much as I enjoyed writing it, please leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads.