Ya Fantasy Novels & Stories

Ecto repeated, his voice filled with confusion. “Re-la-tion-ship,” Kate clarified, enunciating each syllable. “To be exact, the one between Tidus and Yuna from Final Fantasy X and X-2. She’s this hot girl and he’s just a dream of some dead people called the 'fayth'. The waves want to come home but they’re liquid while the sea shore is solid. So, tough luck.” With some ultra-fast Googling, Ecto was able to confirm that Kate was talking about a video game franchise. He also took note of how Kate’s brain was highly creative and romantic.

What will happen when the charismatic crown prince of the Arisee clan son of the great dubious king Ziba falls in love with the slave girl who worked in the maize farm where he was supposed to supervise. Conflicted and torn, he would have to make his choice wisely either to send the slave girl down to the deadliest places or have her all to himself and dance to the drum beats of the masquerades... Coming soon.

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

flashback Kayla made it to this handsome stranger and his dog before I did, but he thankfully held on to her before she could touch the animal. “Woah, princess, you don't just touch any dog like that, okay? It can hurt you.” He explained, tone gentle. “But I wanna touch it.” Kayla pressed stubbornly, her mouth taking on that cute pout most people found hard to say no to.

Dante was pacing next to the hole, his hands tangled in his hair. 'There are only one species that would dig that deep to hide a den," he looked up at me and sighed. "I can't stand Fae." My eyes widened in surprise, "It's a fairy den?" Rent smirked next to me, "Don't think Tinkerbelle, we would be talking about any kind of fairy folk. Not just pretty wings and sparkly dust." I narrowed my eyes at him, "Okay so we just avoid the den big deal." Rent grinned, "I didn't peg you for the abandoning type."

jean said "OK let's let that one slide for now. Since Jenny has a nickname let's make ours"..I said excitedly "Oh, I already have one but you know it already".. Ally said "Ally for short"...jean said "Like I said you know it already, but you should have one too"..ally said "Yeah you should, but I don't have any now"..jean said "Well I do"..ally said Great "And?"...I asked excitedly "Kiki"..she said

said Sonylla. “Passing plans from jail, that’s badass,” said Mark. “These plans pissed off our enemies so bad that it got our London flat burned to the ground. That was beyond epic,” said Henry. “For real,” said Raymond. “For our District IX, by the easternmost coast of our territory, we have recruited a fay who has been one of our strongest educators, teaching our ways to younger generations while being a reliable voice to the unheard. Ligyo will join our ranks as a sub-elder, and he will now be known as High Fay Ligyo,” said Yalor.

also came for Zayd, who’d wanted to harm the little beast too. “IZZAAAA!!!” Yafi’s furious bass booms through the camp, cursing nonstop and not bothering with polite words. “Your damn creature shit in my boot AGAIN last night!” Yeah, my little buddy takes revenge quietly, from the shadows, in that very special manner only he has. I can see and hear how barely-contained snickers and smug grins spread through the camp. Someone suddenly starts coughing into their fist, choking on laughter, someone else stares way too intently at nearby objects, hiding their smile.

God roared with laughter, “You’re so funny. You’re just going to have to wait.” Yuna resigned to her fate, “Fine. I guess I could wait.” Since she wasn’t going to immediately get an answer for the distant future, she still wanted to know what type of world she would be reincarnated into next. Would she be reincarnated into those fantasy medieval worlds? Will she learn magic? Maybe she was getting a little too ahead of herself. Did magic even exist in other worlds? She didn’t know. There were too many unanswered questions and not enough time to find out all the mysteries of the world. “So, where am I going to next?”

And yes, she could have cast a spell to showcase that, but she wants to play the hide-and-seek game with them. Kaya is about to get close to the wardrobe when Yara clears her throat. “I’m suddenly so thirsty. Momma, is my favourite orange drink ready?” Pouting, as her silver hazel eyes, same as Nala’s, wet, she picks at her dark blonde hair, entirely opposite of Nala’s hair colour.