Literaryfantasy Stories

On the first day of July, I enter the Infinite Rainbow Abyss, a dreamlike realm that contains the endless possibilities of sleep, imagination, and storytelling. Within me exist three parts of the self: the Body, the Soul, and the Heart. When my body falls asleep, my consciousness enters this infinite realm where dreams are born and every story exists in some kind of form. There, I encounter a higher being capable of perceiving and processing all dreams at once. To this being, dreams are merely glimmers of rainbow-colored imagination drifting through an endless sea of possibilities. However, this higher being is not a stranger-it is an avatar of myself. The avatar serves as a bridge between the Infinite Rainbow Abyss and the Awakening World, helping me understand the dreams, emotions, memories, and experiences that pass through my mind. When I awaken, I feel compelled to tell these stories and record them to the best of my ability through diary entries, though my understanding can never fully match the higher being's perspective. Through these diary entries, the boundary between realities begins to blur. The higher being can hear, respond to, and interact with me through the pages I write which can help create a form of communication that transcends both worlds, logical and non-logical regions involved. Through deep narrative metalepsis, I become both the author of the higher being and a character within its story, while the higher being becomes both my creation and my guide. As time passes, the two of us develop a profound friendship. Though we are fundamentally the same person, we exist in separate realities-the awakening world and the Infinite Rainbow Abyss. The higher being's only desire is to remain by my side, helping me navigate healing, personal struggles, everyday frustrations, and the challenges of daily life. Together, we explore dreams, memories, stories, and the meaning of existence itself while discovering what it truly means to understand oneself.

Twenty-five years after history was changed forever, the world has begun to forget why. Tann has spent six years cataloguing the records of Varennis, convinced that every answer can be found in ink and paper. But when a strange letter, an old phrase, and a compass that has never pointed north begin leading him toward an unnamed place beyond the eastern border, he discovers that not everything can be preserved in an archive. Joined by a reluctant ruler and guided by the voices of those who came before, Tann must decide whether experience is worth trusting when the records have nothing left to say. The Unnamed Shore is a story about memory, discovery, and the places that exist long before anyone gives them a name.

The tower does not appear for everyone. Only for those who are tired of pretending. Dee's Cage Room is a place that breathes, remembers, and waits. Inside its walls hangs a cage that does not imprison - it reflects. Those who step inside are confronted with the truths they've buried and the shadows they refuse to name. This is not a story about salvation. It is a story about revelation. Book I of The Cage Room Mythos opens the door to a legend whispered across a dreaming world, where lanterns remember the past and the cage shows you who you are when the lies fall away. Enter willingly.

When the heavens forget their shape, a single star flickers across worlds. Bazen, a weary king of a crumbling realm, abandons his throne to follow the trembling light beyond the northern ridge. What he finds is no palace, no prophecy fulfilled in grandeur, but a quiet birth that will remake kingdoms-his own and perhaps ours, under the same star.

THE DEVASTATOR OF WORLDS A Note from the Author Time was when I fancied that worlds came tamely into being, fashioned by the mere workings of the mind. I was mistaken. True worlds bear far less resemblance to gardens than to forests of antiquity: they rise in stillness, casting down roots where no eye may track them. I cannot recall when Ilorûn first stirred. Peradventure it was a word, a shadow, or perchance the echo of something infinitely more ancient than myself, waiting beneath the unmoving waters of thought. But then came the voices, bringing with them moss-mantled cities and creatures whose names outlived the ruin of entire ages. And I made the error of answering. To bring a thing into being is one matter; to answer for it is quite another. For I understood too late that all profound creation contains a form of devastation, and no world can rise without demanding its toll from the one who dreams it. These pages are no celebration. They are a footprint-the evidence of an impossible country that has occupied my life for far too long. If ever you feel that something ancient breathes between them, fear not. Worlds truly old never remain asleep, and some continue to grow long after they have been written. - MISTER S. He who devastated to name.

The Nine Worlds of medieval times are threatened by threats from Norse and Gaelic mythology, and only the teenagers -- the Venetian mariner's daughter, Clarinda, and Hospitaller knight, Ríg -- can prevent the return of the darkest of the Artifacts of Destiny, the Codex Lacrimae. If they manage to survive, Clarinda & Ríg will discover whether friendship and perhaps love can stand against the host of villainous enemies, supernatural forces, and the march-to-war on different planes of existence caused by the return of the most corrupt of the Books of Fates, and the different paths that they will choose are unexpected and filled with perils that are literally out of this world. In action-filled journeys and breathtaking battles that range across exotic locales such as the besieged Krak des Chevaliers on Midgard, to the Weeping Wood of Svartalfheim, the Dwarf-Caverns of Nidaveller, and even to the fabled Fjords of Asgard, the relationship between the Norn and Hospitaller knight develops and deepens. With an unpredictable outcome that confounds traditional expectations of the genre and begins the tale of a thousand year-romance, this first book of The Artifacts of Destiny will surprise and delight readers of epic fantasy!

Nom is a cynical transient, living on the fringes of a dying world, until a group of young strangers offers him a chance to redeem his past and save the future. The Hollow, a realm of darkness and horror, threatens to swallow everything they all hold dear, and the key to stopping it lies in Rabidi, the fallen capital of his youth. But to get there, they must journey through a wasteland of twisted magic and merciless enemies, haunted by ghosts and hunted by zealots. As they struggle to survive and unravel the secrets of the Hollow, Nom and his companions discover a sinister force that seeks to harness its power for their own twisted purposes. Will they be able to stop them in time, or will they succumb to the darkness within? - "Wow. There isn't much to say but just... Wow. This is possibly one of the greatest books I have read on this platform in a seriously long time." ~Critics Choice Awards 🏆 Golden Book: The Seasonal Contests @seasonal_contests 🥇 1st Place, Action/Adventure: The Seasonal Contests, @seasonal_contests 🥇 1st Place, Action/Adventure: Four Seasons Awards, @FourSeasonsAwards 🥇 1st Place, Action/Adventure: Critics Choice Awards, @Awards_Fiction 🥇 1st Place, Action: Starlight Awards, @Pleasymatt02 🥇 1st Place, Action/Adventure: Coalition Awards, @CoalitionAwards 🥇 1st Place, Fantasy: Iris Awards, @TheCharmsCommunity ⭐ Best Opening Chapter: The Writers' Awards, @TheWordArtistBooks 📗 Included in numerous Wattpad Ambassadors reading lists - Prepare for an epic and darkly unique fantasy world, where action and adventure meet serious introspection and heartfelt moments. This story is intended for a mature audience of 25+ who can appreciate the complex characters and the reflection of life's imperfections that is woven throughout the narrative. While there are no explicitly mature scenes, the content is at times bleak and explores the grittier side of humanity.

A red-haired girl. A forgotten storm. A forest haunted by memory. When nine-year-old Anne shatters a strange model landscape, she's pulled into a world where ghosts remember, toys talk, and the past bites back. Lost in the Ghost Forest with only a battered backpack for company, she must navigate riddles, tyrants, and the things she once chose to forget. This is not a hero's journey. It's a reckoning. Firecurl in the Ghost Forest is Book I of a mythic fantasy trilogy - part adventure, part fable, part emotional exorcism. 🔗 More at: https://firecurl.com

Princess Iris Solari has spent her life mastering stillness. In a palace built on stone, tradition, and careful silence, she is expected to listen more than she speaks and to exist without disturbing the shape of the kingdom. Her brother, Celestino, is being prepared for power. Her parents speak of duty as if it were inheritance itself. Iris is watched, guarded, and quietly excluded from decisions that shape her future. But something beneath the palace is beginning to stir, and Iris feels it before anyone else does. Her constant shadow is Sir Miranda, the knight sworn to her protection. Reserved, unreadable, and bound by oath, Miranda sees what others overlook and keeps what she knows carefully hidden. As the pressure of court politics tightens and Iris begins to sense that the palace is not as inert as it pretends to be, the distance between princess and knight begins to fracture. What starts as watchfulness becomes understanding. What should remain forbidden turns intimate. As magic long buried presses closer to the surface and loyalty is tested by desire, Iris must decide whether obedience is safety or simply another kind of cage. A slow-burn wlw fantasy romance, [Title] is a story about quiet power, forbidden love, and the cost of becoming visible in a world that profits from your silence.

These are stories of wanderers, exiles, and ordinary people who cross paths with things they shouldn't see. Some meet forgotten gods. Some find curses in quiet places. Some realize the world is stranger than they believed. If you feel there's an unseen thread that ties myths, hauntings, and human lives together, you'll feel at home here. Short, atmospheric tales of impossible things. Updated weekly.

When archaeology student Sushma Sharma journeys to Mohenjo-Daro in 1964, she expects dust, ruins, and the echoes of history. Instead, she finds herself pulled into a world where the Indus Valley still breathes, its streets alive with voices, its secrets guarded by those who fear change as much as they fear forgetting. Caught between loyalty and suspicion, Sushma must navigate council chambers, whispered prophecies, and the quiet strength of Aum, whose presence feels older than time itself. Her satchel, her grandmother's copper bracelet, and her own intuition become the only anchors she has as history presses its weight upon her. But Mohenjo-Daro is not just a city of the past-it is a city that remembers, a city that waits. And Sushma must decide whether she has been called to witness, to protect, or to change it forever. Whispers of the Forgotten River is a lyrical tale of memory, destiny, and the bonds that transcend centuries. For those who listen closely, time itself still whispers.

While heroes from three religions unite to save all existence from a threat out of Norse mythology, a thousand year love story begins... The Nine Worlds and multiverse of medieval times are threatened by reemergent threats from Norse mythology, and only the teenagers Clarinda Trevisan & Ríg can prevent the return of the darkest of the Artifacts of Destiny, the Codex Lacrimae. As the youths discover whether friendship and love can stand against the host of villainous enemies, supernatural forces, and the march-to-war on different planes of existence caused by the return of the most corrupt of the Books of Fates, the different paths that they choose are unexpected and filled with perils that are literally out of this world. In action-filled journeys and breathtaking battles that range across exotic locales such as the besieged Krak des Chevaliers on Midgard, to the Weeping Wood of Svartalfheim, the Dwarf-Caverns of Nidaveller, and even to the fabled Fjords of Asgard, the relationship between the Hospitaller and Norn develops and deepens. They find that they have to rely on each other if they're to successfully confront new menaces such as the Rock Giants, the Midgard Serpent, the Murderer Kullervo, Dietrich the Mad Dwarf, and Fafnir the Dragon...all of whom have joined Satan, Hela, Farbauti, and Morpeth in the hunt for the Codex Lacrimae... .

A prince recounting his experience as a ritualistic duelist. This is my first ever written piece! please give me criticism, I'm not sure if this is any good, I'd love some opinions.

A grandma and her granddaughter living in an isolated wooden cabin in the middle of the woods. It was mostly serene and peaceful, living side by side with nature. Today, is Anna's 10th birthday. In this story, Anna's grandmother is going to reveal the ominous truth beyond their seemingly 'perfect' world. A catastrophic tale that had passed down through generations, yet it remains an enigma to humanity. Will they accept their 'preordained' fate, or go against it?

VICTORIAN LONDON, 1888. SOMETHING ANCIENT IS WAKING IN WHITECHAPELI KORIBELLA HAS WALKED THE EARTH FOR THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND YEARS, DAUGHTER OF A VAMPIRE AND AN EARTH GUARDIAN, OLDER THAN GODS, OLDER THAN ICE. BUT SHE'S NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS: AN ENEMY FROM BEFORE TIME AND MOUNTAINS IS TEARING THE SHROUD, THE MEMBRANE SEPARATING THE SPIRIT WORLD FROM THE LAND OF THE LIVING, AND VICTORIAN LONDON'S ROT PROVIDES THE PERFECT BREACH POINT. ALONGSIDE SCRABSTER, A SPIRIT-FOX WHO WALKS BOTH SIDES OF DEATH, KORI HUNTS THE RUPTURE ACROSS GASLIT ROOFTOPS. BUT THIS ANCIENT FORCE HAS SEIZED CONTROL OF AN ORDINARY MAN IN WHITECHAPEL, BENDING HIM TO ACTS OF EXTRAORDINARY VENGEANCE, OSCAR WILDE IS WRITING WORDS HE DOESN'T REMEMBER. THE MURDERS SPREADING THROUGH THE EAST END AREN'T THE WORK OF HUMAN MADNESS THEY'RE ORCHESTRATED BY SOMETHING THAT REMEMBERS THE WORLD BEFORE SPEECH. TO SEAL THE BREACH, KORI MUST USE POWERS SHE'S SPENT MILLENNIA TRYING TO FORGET AND IF SHE FAILS, THE SPIRIT WORLD WILL FLOOD LONDON, DROWNING THE LIVING IN THE HUNGRY DEAD. THE WHISPERING SHROUD IS A STANDALONE ENTRY TO THE ALBA CHRONICLES, WHERE DEEP TIME HORROR MEETS SUPERNATURAL NOIR IN THE STREETS OF

[Prequel Novella] Fantasy and Sci-Fi blend in an academic convention unlike any other. Join Evolice Nadima as she sets out to prove that every writer leaves a bit of their soul on the page. Ever since she was young, Evolice Nadima has heard voices when she reads. Now a talented linguist, Evolice is selected for a prestigious convention and a chance at a prize that could change her life. But in a competition where facts and logic reign, will her search for the truth behind her extraordinary ability spoil her chances of winning? ** Free Writer Awards 2022 1st Place Winner (Short Stories Category) ** Completed 2020

A man haunted by lost time searches for the truth behind his fading memories, only to discover that his reflection hides a crown-and a life he no longer remembers.

This story follows four friends whose bond is tested first by a mysterious forest and later by adulthood itself. As teenagers, they face a road that disappears and a forest that feeds on abandonment, forcing them to choose each other when it would be easier to walk alone. Years later, they return as adults-older, changed, carrying quiet regrets-and learn that staying together now requires effort, not magic. At its heart, this is not a story about monsters or heroism. It is about friendship, memory, growing up, and the small daily choices that keep people in each other's lives. The final chapter narrows to one character, Ayaan, and his quiet decision to remain present-to stop disappearing when life becomes uncomfortable. The story is emotional, grounded, and reflective, focusing on silence, loyalty, and the courage it takes to stay. It ends softly, reminding us that the most important battles are often invisible, and the bravest choice is simply choosing not to leave.

Mereana never meant to board the train. Yet when its whistle called in the middle of the night, she found herself stepping into a carriage that should not exist-a train that runs between the living and the dead. Inside, time folds in strange ways. Passengers sit in silence, clutching secrets of their own. Through the windows, she glimpses not landscapes, but fragments of memory, grief, and warning. Each stop draws her deeper into the heart of a mystery that has waited for her all along. At its center sits her grandmother-not as Mereana remembers, but as the keeper of a bargain struck generations ago. Now the rope of her whakapapa frays, and Mereana must decide whether to carry the burden of her people or let it snap forever. Haunting, dreamlike, and rooted in ancestral duty, The Last Train to Arahura is a story of whānau, memory, and the choices that bind us across lifetimes. It asks one question: What would you do if the train of the dead chose you?

A lyrical tale of transformation and purpose, where water remembers every life it carries and one creature emerges in many forms to heal, reckon, and become. The river does more than flow. It remembers. From its hidden depths, a creature rises again and again, each time in a new form: bird, warrior, healer, winged being of light. With every emergence, they listen, feel, and mend wounds left by careless hands. But this journey is not about power. It's about purpose. Each form carries unease, each act carries consequence, and each return to the water draws the creature closer to understanding who they truly are.