Wonder Palacio Novel Novels & Stories

“Anyway, they're going to die so there's no need for us to remember their name.” I chuckled upon hearing his words which were filled with animosity. “So is there something that you wanted to ask? Just ask me and I'll tell you the truth.” Phoenix didn't hold back and asked. “You said that you read the novel in that world, can you tell me about the plot and why did I become a villain? I feel that there's something suspicious with the content of the book, much more the author of the book. Did the author of the novel that you read have a supernatural power that can see the future of the other world? I always have this feeling that this world, which is our original world isn't made by the author,

I draped her pancakes with honey and dropped it on the table right in front of her, serving it with a glass of milk, after which I went back to the kitchen and had mine with a cup of hot chocolate. No one was at the hospital when I got there, and luckily for me, I brought a book along, so I sat right beside the bed and started reading the book. The book was “ My Father's Wish” by Bellaboy, a touching story of how a young man, Hunter, was set up by his late father's will to marry his middle school bully, Hazel, just so that he; Hunter, could claim his inheritance.

It was too late for anyone to be awake. I slipped out of my quarters quietly, closing the door shut behind me, and took a deep breath. The palace could almost trick you into believing it was beautiful, if you ignored the monsters that lived inside it. The way the star twinkled like sprinkles in the sky and the way the breeze felt on your skin. It felt like a wonderland, a very dangerous wonderland.

"It also had fairytale-like setting and simple predictable plots." "I like the part about women being held in high regard." "Knew you would." "So, what story did you decide to report on?" I asked him, taking off the lid of the ice cream cup. "Don Quixote." He answered. "It was kind of a drag to read at first, but it turned out to be quite intriguing." "Wonderful." I said, taking a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. "What about you? Do you have any story in mind?"

“Nochten, “ I whisper, looking out at the palace. Its white stone walls and golden domes shine against the yellow sand. Outside of the building, a fountain gushes water before the grand doorway. And behind the fountain, there is a line of people. It’s big enough to see it from even this far. They must have come to welcome me. I sink back in the chair. I’m no longer curious about what's outside. I just want to go home. I close my eyes as the carriage stops. When I wake up again, please let me be home. I make a wish and hold my breath. Please- But the door opening sounds before I feel it. The desert heat slaps my face before assaulting my nose. Its foreign smells instantly turn my stomach.

Gonzalo nodded solemnly, his eyes reflecting the flickering light of the hearth. "Someone as special as you," he murmured. "And it is yours now." The journal became my refuge, offering glimpses into a world where myths and reality intertwined. Each entry revealed more about werewolves, about the community he belonged to, and their struggles to maintain a balance between two worlds. It was written fiction, but Gonzalo did not know that werewolves were real. Whoever owned this book encountered or spoke with a werewolf. Was it Caleb? Because of the way it was written and the descriptions, it seemed like Caleb.

“Yes! The mall is now open madam. You may enter. I’m sorry for my rude behavior.” Although she was puzzled, but she chose to believe them. “It's fine, really. Thank you also for the patience and for being kind.” She assured the old man that it was fine before finally going inside. Although it lacks with fun because there were only them and the saleslady, but it was an awesome first time. The first time that she look around, she already got the perfect word for this. The whole place was ‘luxurious’. On the other hand, Dye who was sitting on his royal chair read the history book that he got from the land of monsters. The city of Bakunawa.

I mean, being a future Luna Queen in a world of giant, terrifying wolves would stress anyone out, right? Maybe she was just scared of losing the life she’d worked so hard to build. But deep down, a cold knot was forming in my stomach. I’d seen a side of my sister I didn't recognize, and it terrified me. I needed to get away. I needed to think about something.. anything else. So I went exploring The palace library was one of the few public places that I had not yet visited in the palace. It was massive, like something out of a movie, with floor-to-ceiling shelves made of dark, polished wood and ladders that slid along the walls. The air smelled like old paper, vanilla, and dust. It was quiet.

“But don’t worry, it won’t all fall on your shoulders at once.” As we continue the tour, I catch glimpses of the palace’s many wonders—the library with its walls of leather-bound books, the gardens with their perfectly sculpted hedges, and the grand dining hall that looks like it could host a hundred people. It’s all so different from what I’m used to—so different from the Obsidian Pack. Here, it’s as though everything is touched by a certain elegance, whereas the Pack house I once knew was all about practicality and communal life.

We got up and went out of the Pantry and we watched the whole city while we were still in the air. Valencia is still almost unchanged. There are added structures but I still recognize the old Valencia I'm used to. It feels like I am riding a plane, looking down at old England. This is very city-like, unlike Samona, and far from Caracass or any other towns in Wysteria. I turned my eyes to the lofty palace of Valeria. Painted white and gold. If I remember correctly, it seems like the palace has its renovated. This is no longer the same as before. It's way more massive and intimidating.