World Novel Novels & Stories

No darkness. No supernatural appearance. She looked like an ordinary young woman. But her expression was serious. "I know." Aria walked toward her. "What is it?" Nova looked at the sky. "The creator is calling." Cael frowned. "Why?" "Because something is wrong." Aria looked at her. "What?" Nova took a breath. "The new world." THE WORLD THEY CREATED The gates opened. This time, there was no battle. No armies. No screaming. The travelers stepped through calmly. Aria and the others entered the world they had helped create.

Oswan asked. “In what are you interested?” Ortaul said. “I'm interest in anything new in the world, so nothing in particular.” “Listen then, my boy. Creates have appeared from out of nowhere.” “Creatures, you say, what kind?” “The worst, I say! Their teeth are sharp as swords; their eyes are red as blood.” “We saw them.” “Where did you?” “Not much down the road, near the miller.” “Great, finally, we can kill them.”

Third person's P.O.V 2350 A.D The vast blue ocean stretched all over the horizon, coloring the world of the mid realm with its serenity and peace. The scene was truly breathtaking as it was the God's fine work and artistry that made the world of Meniscus happen. Meniscus, the only place; an object made of earth and air and fire and water, twice the sizes of the cooling moons, has sustained the growing life that the God of Man has successfully conjured.

I said and frowned before drinking the water again. " wow you can't even form a sentence " he said and I frowned. " I don't care about your body.." I said quickly.. LIAR.... " I thought I told you to stay away from me this morning " I managed to say without tearing my gaze from his hazel eyes. " well you did but just so you know I don't listen to anyone and you left your book on the table " he said holding out my literature novel ' a trip to Venice ' .. How the hell didn't I see that before when he came.

It was quiet, dead quiet, as if he were sleeping inside a mausoleum where he was the only living occupant. Everything seemed surreal and Jon blinked his eyes a couple of times. For brief moment, he had to ask himself whether he really was in an island somewhere in the Pacific, effectively imprisoned within shark-infested waters by a wealthy client who could be a monster with burning eyes. Jon looked around his room and for the first time saw how everything seemed old even though the mansion was built only in the past several years. The curtains, the furniture, and the bed all appeared new, but they all felt like they were centuries old. He closed his eyes and felt the bedsheets and the pillo

They also claimed that werewolves want to rule the world until now—the vlogger's body is the proof of domination, a message from the wolves. Indeed, their overstatement is the reason why the world will come to an end someday, not because of those mythical creatures— "I already read that news." I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess, it caught your attention because they mentioned 'werewolves', right? And what else do I expect from a fantasy novelist like you, huh? Of course! You'll read this because this is fiction." I smirked at her as I emphasized the word ‘fiction’.

THE WORLD OF "FORBIDDEN MATE" Someone once asked me about the world setting of the story since they saw elements of modern and mediaeval worlds in the story. This is your answer, dear: In Story 1, the setting and world are a blend of supernatural elements and modern-day life. The narrative features caves and packs, which are key components of the werewolf culture. These caves serve as communal spaces and dens for rebel groups, where they hold meetings, make important decisions, and discuss their strategies. The packs, as you already know, represent a strong sense of community and hierarchy.

‘Aunt, I have very good news to share with you’ I held her hand and said cheerfully. ‘What is it?’ She asked curiously. ‘A council member has visited Caleb, and he said that they have book in their library about White Wolf and he will send it to me after going back’ ‘Is that so!’ she mumbled, her brows knitted. ‘That’s great, isn’t it granny. It will help Luna to understand her wolf’ I nodded, agreeing with her. Aunt smiled and sighed. ‘I never heard of any such book before, but if there is any, I am glad. Don’t forget to remind him when he leaves’ I nodded eagerly and started to walk with them.

Gavin. He had been here. And with that memory came the world of the book, its lore washing over me again, feeling more real than it had before. The supernatural rules in the novel were different, more intricate than the standard moon-goddess fare. It described a world that existed in layers, right alongside our own, hidden by a single, absolute law: never expose yourselves to humans. In that world, royalty lived for millennia, while others lived extended lives, and everyone was born with a half-soul, desperately searching for its other half.

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.