Cityoffantasy Stories

"In a city of glass, trust is the most fragile" In the city of Verriane, magic isn't just power - it's art. Glassmakers trap sunlight in their creations, painters seal emotions in canvases, and every craft carries a fragment of the maker's soul. A seventeen-year-old glassmaker's apprentice thought she understood her craft - until a mirror in her workshop begins whispering secrets that shouldn't exist. When the mirror is stolen, she chases the thief through the city's shadowed streets, discovering a world of hidden powers, dangerous alliances, and mysteries that refuse to stay buried. Every reflection, every secret, seems to lead her closer to a truth she isn't sure she's ready to face, and she discovers that some reflections hide more than they show - and some secrets are worth risking everything to uncover... Slow-burn mystery romance 💔 Hidden royalty 👑 Art-based magic 🎨 Secret societies & glasscraft 🪞 Enemies-to-allies tension ⚔️ Atmospheric fantasy city vibes 🌙 This story is a slow-burn fantasy mystery filled with danger, stolen magic, and soft romance in the dark. Step into Verriane - where every reflection hides a secret. Updates every Monday!

Hellene in the Arch (Cities of Fantasy Series #1) Synopsis Like the vibrant and decorative symbol used by French royalties, Iris Ralene is living her life like a princess. Young, beautiful and free, who already has everything until it all faded when her Father died. It was not long enough when she was bombarded with another startling news that their business will be handed out to her Father's trusted trainee. Their story began into a never ending chase. A simple chase that turned into a hurtful promise. The problem about people who get hurt because of falling in love is the confusion of not really knowing what they actually feel. If it is love, then it shouldn't ask for return. But then, do we just let the person we love shove us away? Is unrequited and martyr love just fine? If it is love, then it should not ask for approval. And that there shouldn't be a right timing to confess for it. So how? How will we recognize if it's actually love?