Magicrealism Stories

THE GIRL WHO SPOKE TO THUNDER In the savannah city of Zamora, lightning never struck twice. Until it did. And it struck Nkem. She survived. But something changed. The next time thunder rolled, she answered it. The clouds bent toward her voice. Electricity crawled across her skin like silver veins. The villagers called her cursed. But her grandmother whispered: "You are not cursed. You are chosen." Zamora had long been protected by the Sky Covenant - an ancient pact between humans and elemental spirits. But that covenant was breaking. Storms became violent. Floods swallowed villages. The spirit guardians stopped responding. Nkem discovered she could enter the Storm Realm during lightning strikes. There, she met Orunmila of the Tempest, a forgotten sky deity imprisoned by a dark force feeding on climate chaos. The imbalance wasn't natural. It was engineered. A secret order known as The Silence Circle was draining elemental spirits to harness godlike power. Nkem must master her thunder-speaking gift, unite fire, wind, and rain wielders across the continent, and restore the Covenant. But power comes with cost. Each time she commands lightning, she loses a memory. One day she may forget who she is. ⚡ Will she save the world... and lose herself? If you believe African fantasy deserves global domination, If you believe our mythology is cinematic, If you believe storytelling builds nations - Follow 👉 @Obi360 Novels here and on Facebook We are building a universe. Written by: Obinna V. Obiora

After the death of her estranged grandmother, Líorria Faul is summoned from her bleak life in the capital of Salvareth back to Kinsend, a remote village perched at the edge of the world, and a past she never meant to face again. Her inheritance is no gift. The apothecary her grandmother left behind is crumbling, buried in debt and bound by a deadline Líorria cannot outrun. If she can't settle what is owed before the Solstice, her only chance at a better future will vanish with it. As Líorria reconnects with old friends, forges uneasy alliances and uncovers the secrets her grandmother kept buried, something else begins to stir in the nearby Netherbough Forest. Magic Líorria believed long dead is awakening in her blood, and the forest knows it. In Kinsend, legacies never stay buried. And destiny always collects its due. **** Copyright © G.B. Fitzwilliam 2025 No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

25-year old Lee still hasn't figured out why they could not form any long-lasting relationships, even friendships for that matter. Aside from family members, which they are obligated to talk to, there is no one else Lee had even come close to calling a friend. Well, maybe except for one. -------- Submitted for ONC 2026 @OpenNovellaContest Using the following prompts : 29. You will meet many people in your life. Many will come and go, but some will leave footprints in your heart. 104. While wandering in the woods, you dismiss the rustling behind you as nothing more than wind through the trees until you turn around and realize it isn't the wind at all. 106. After waking at 3AM to a freezing room and a door you're certain you closed, you find wet footprints and melting snow leading from your bedroom into the hall. Realizing someone or something is inside your home, you follow the trail to uncover the truth. All rights reserved by @J. Lee Kennedy, except for images contained in this book. Crayon drawing "Wander XIX" by @Clara Lieu. Copyright of images, including cover art, belong to their rightful owners, and are attributed accordingly, or used in accordance with the rules of Creative Commons licensing as "fair use." Altered, filtered, or edited images are copyrighted by the author in its final form.

In a quiet coastal town where the sea glows and storms rule the horizon, Alice O'Connor is still haunted by the night her sister disappeared. Now she's been accepted to Junonia, the school where students learn to wield the Light-and where the past may not stay buried.

There are so many chances in life. Too many, perhaps. What if this is the last chance? Last chance to break out, Last chance to be finally free, Last chance to set the wrong right, Last chance to save the ones you love, And last chance to be yourself. Arden is on his way to His last chance.

Trapped on an endless, desolate highway that mirrors the stagnation of her own life, Sarah finds herself paralyzed by a relentless fixation on her past. Her journey takes a surreal turn when a mysterious hitchhiker challenges her to stop looking back, revealing that the only way to move forward is to plant the seeds of her own future. What begins as a haunting, cyclical dream shifts into a powerful awakening, as Sarah discovers that the path to liberation isn't about reaching an end, but learning to cultivate the present moment.

Bellatrix has always wondered: What is beyond Earth's Realm? She has always wondered about it. Sometimes, she finds her thinking about what could become of her if she does find something beyond humans, like Elfs, pixies, and witches. Like the ones her mother used to mention in the stories she used to tell her before bed. Bellatrix really needs to focus on more important things now, not her stuff going missing or that girl with white eyes, grey skin, and sour-green hair watching her or that new family on her street who have just moved in. She really needs to forget it all. Never mind, she listened to the green haired girl and now found herself in Asusnityousa, or 'Bloodthirst Falls' in English. Where the grass is dark purple, the sky is a musty yellow and burnt orange, the trees are grey with dark blood-red leaves, and where the berries taste like human flesh, and the fruits taste like a squishy eyeball. Guess Bellatrix has some things to chase up on here in Bloodthirst Falls, like using Cailipers to get around, Wetrea novyuties to control, Justiyls okilste ryuhl to use, and much more. What is that Green haired girl want with Bellatrix anyway? Who is Bailey Jenner? Why is everything so... weird in Bloodthirst Falls? Is Bellatrix the first human here in Bloodthirst Falls, or is there many like her, who have just forgotten where they have originally been from? ----- Characters; Bellatrix Astrid Ameriva Yeovil Bailey Jenner Yeomans Snamoey Anatomy/Ana Lolalove Callus Justye Aura Huystio Emily Yokoshi And more! ----- Warning! This Wattpad Tale contains •Violence •Mental health •Gore •Blood •Gay •More Blood •More Gore ----- If you guys want to give me ideas for what could happen next, I could maybe add them in if they do fit the storyline. If not, I'm sorry, and maybe another one of your ideas will be added. I own everything, from the cover I made to the characters to the book name. I would love feedback from people as most of my books aren

THIS IS AN UNEDITED STORY - please forgive any typos or repetitive words, I have not edited this story yet :') The shelves of the Paper Lane library hold the stories that never quite happened - the lives people almost lived, the choices they made, the roads that disappeared just before someone had the courage to walk them. these stories wait patiently on their shelves, each bound carefully and marked with a single name. If you could step into a world of what could have been, would you take that chance? Some stories are not mean to be read - they're meant to be lived.

By Vishwareena.V. Hecate is the final part of the Asclepius trilogy. Vani carries a responsibility greater than herself, and the events in her life lead her toward an inevitable promise. Along the way, she uncovers more secrets and unlock greater abilities. She learns more about who she truly is. When prophecy awakens, what's the price? Love, duty, or something older than both? This is not a faithful representation of Malaysian culture, nor is it a faithful retelling of Greek mythology or any other cultural mythology. It is a version adapted through folklore, fragments of mythologies, gothic influences, and endless imagination. I do not promote or endorse any form of magic or witchcraft. This work is purely fictional and created for artistic expression.

The world believes magic is a myth. But magic never disappeared. It was only waiting. When Sakshi survives a deadly storm and awakens on the mysterious land of Aranya, she is greeted not as a stranger, but as a legend. The Protector. A title she has never heard. A destiny she does not remember. As ancient magic awakens and hidden enemies begin to stir, Sakshi must uncover the truth about her past, her power, and the identity she cannot escape.

[COMPLETED] A forgotten incense shop. A scent that awakens memories that were never yours. When Aria lights a forbidden blend, she begins to relive the life of a woman who vanished years ago. But some memories are not meant to return- and some love never truly leaves.

"Between the Shadows and the Stars" follows Prim, a young woman on a journey of self-discovery, as she navigates the complexities of magic, destiny, and the tangled emotions of an intense, blossoming relationship. When mysterious runes begin to appear on her skin, Prim is thrust into a world of ancient secrets, hidden powers, and a deeper connection to the universe than she ever imagined. As she delves into the enigmatic world of Divination, she finds herself drawn to Sebastian, a confident and unpredictable Slytherin with a hidden vulnerability of his own. Together, they explore the boundaries of trust, attraction, and fear, facing the shadows of their pasts and the uncertainty of their futures. Their connection grows undeniable, but as their relationship deepens, so does the weight of their choices, and the pull between them becomes harder to resist. Set in the hauntingly beautiful corridors of Hogwarts and the secretive Undercroft, "Between the Shadows and the Stars" is a journey of passion, magic, and self-discovery. As Prim faces both the challenges of unlocking her own potential and navigating her evolving feelings for Sebastian, she must confront her fears and embrace the unknown. The choices they make will shape their destinies, but the question remains: can they find the courage to step into the light, or will the shadows consume them both? In a world where magic is both a gift and a curse, Prim must decide what she's willing to sacrifice for love, power, and the future she never expected. ***Please note that this story is based on an older Hogwarts, first years not being 11 years old, but they are 19 years old because of some mature content it would be not be right to write about mature natures and experiences as if the characters were literal children. Think of Hogwarts as a University, where characters go through muggle school traditions up to their 18 years old and they can choose to go to Hogwarts to become and learn to be wizards and witches.

Kass and Sir Avandor are an unlikely pair. Together they travel the winding roads of Matador, a land filled with quiet wonders and hidden dangers. But every road has a toll. Bandits roam the countryside, and strange mysteries wait around unsuspecting corners. What begins as a simple journey soon draws them into darker affairs: the secrets of the isolated countryside, the inner workings of a cult devoted to the Misbegotten Son-a long-forgotten god of the old order-and truths within themselves they never expected to face. Follow the wandering knight and his squire as they uncover the secrets that lie along this path. - I will do my best to update every Monday. If you are a looking for a story to scratch that knightly itch; this was made for you. Inspired by The Hedge Knight and A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. Anti-AI. All artwork you will see along this story are commissioned and made by real artists. They will be credited. It feels terrible that I even have to clarify this, but it is the world we live in. Cover Art Credit: Kenneth Sophia

This is not a book. It's a beast. It watches you as you read. It judges you while you laugh. It makes you smile just to watch you fall harder. Inside, there is no plot. There is a family reunion of talking mushrooms, evaporated fathers, prophets in their underwear, and unforgiving hens. There is a bar that expands into a universe. A trattoria that serves as a dimensional rift. A notebook that writes itself-but only in ancient, local dialect. Alejandro Fiorenova writes as if he were cursing with love. As if Kafka had eaten too much heavy food. As if Stephen King had served in the military with an Italian rogue like Diego Abatantuono (the soul of the Oscar-winning Mediterraneo), and they had just reunited at a post-apocalyptic barbecue. It is too chaotic for those seeking logic. Too raw for those living on the run. Too human for those who believe they are eternal. But if you accept the journey-wrong shoes, right wine, open heart-the Infinity will change you. Or it will make you worse, but in an interesting way. This book is not read. It is endured. It is danced. It is digested over weeks. It is a prayer written in wine. A cosmic joke where you can't tell if you're laughing or screaming.

Emma's secret is out - and nothing in Beaverton will ever be the same. After the chaos of the Harvest Festival, Emma is learning how to live in a world where her husband Alex finally knows the truth: she's a witch, her magic is real, and the town they love is far stranger than he ever imagined. But the next disturbance doesn't come from a festival or a rogue spell. It comes from the Beaverton City Library. Books vanish from the catalog. Shelves rearrange themselves after closing. Whispers echo through the stacks when no one is there to speak them. And when a collapsing bookcase reveals an ancient magical sigil, Emma, Alex, and Luna are pulled into a mystery older than the town itself. A hidden passage. A vast underground archive. A spectral librarian bound by arcane rules. And a warning that chills them to the bone. Because someone else wants the archive's power - and they're willing to break every ward to get it. As intruders breach the library's defenses and Emma is forced to use her magic openly once again, she must decide how far she's willing to go to protect the people she loves... and the secrets buried beneath the library floor. The age of secrecy is ending. And Beaverton's magical community is no longer hidden.

This is an installment of my Midnight cloven series. On the night of the crescent moon that's when they meet in secret in a clearing in the woods when the moon is high, that's when you will find The Midnight Cloven, the village of Summers Hill the village holds a dark and terrible secret no one leaves and no one enters until now when Morgan Joy came, - Raven Knight works in this tourist shop or at lest that's what the village thinks when in fact that is where the cloven meet to new members and get there supplies, people here blame everything that goes wrong on the witches but theirs more to this village that first meets the eye you never know the danger around you till its too late Dare you be brave enough to enter the village of Summers Hill where nothing is as it seems.

In a world where love between humans and other beings is forbidden. Mira and Elian crossed paths a mysterious man of royal blood, later cast out by his own kind. Their bond, more than a scandal, shook the fragile balance between two worlds. Defying the laws of his lineage, Elian risked everything even his freedom and eternal life for a secret love that burned like fire, awakening the Ancient Powers that long slumbered. The Elders of Biringan gave their warnings. Elian's parents knew that one day, he would need to become stronger than anyone. His mother took steps to prepare him for that time, while his father journeyed across realms in search of allies who could free him from the prison of the Forgotten Stars, where he was bound by the Chains of the Heartless Moon. Their love meant to remain hidden led to both a miracle and a threat the world had never seen. Three children were born beings of the Two Worlds. And as the children grew within Mira's womb, so too did the forces that sought either to claim them... or to destroy them. The Watchers, ancient keepers of destiny, saw Amee as a weapon. The Elders feared Liam's blood, for it carried the forbidden lineage of Elian. And the mystical Lords of Unmaking sought to erase Aelani before she could become the thread that would unravel their order. With the aid of divine beings, mystical forces, and the strength of her family, Mira stood her ground. A single family shattered the silence and their legacy might be the one to shatter the world itself. Can love truly bridge the Law of the Two Worlds? Or is the price far too great to bear?

Mirabel is having trouble with all the disrespect her town has been giving her. She just wants to live a normal life! But without a gift, she's a misfit. She decides to take a nap so she can get her mind of her problems... but it gives her new problems. Will she survive through the horrors of Nevermore Academy? Can she go home? Disclaimers: I do not own the characters, I just mold them. Also, this is inspired by Lava_Serpent's Mirabel The Witchlet.

Fantasy and Action Ang mga magiging taohan sa kwento ay mga likha lamang ng aking isip "halos sampung taon na ng mag umpisa ang gyera sa buong panig ng mundo maraming mga nasawi at marami ding naulila agad ng maaga ngunit may isang bata ang tila wala ng pakiramdam matapos syang ipanganak sa kalagitnaan ng gyera ang kanyang ama na si Rodel Mondragon ay napiling maging sundalo ng gobyerno ng Bansang Elfensio Rodel: maawa kayo ayokong maging isang sundalo nais kong makasama lamang ang aking pamilya papatayin ko ang mag ina mo o magiging sundalo ka? mamili ka? dito na napag isip ni Rodel na mas mabuting maging sundalo kesa maagang mawala ang kanyang mga mahal sa buhay lalo na ang kakapanganak lang na si Revo Mondragon ang kanyang kaunaunahang anak.....

A short story collection about tales from magical realism, surrealism and places that held our minds. All shorts stories was based on Antoine de Saint-Exupery, Jorge Luis Borges, Haruki Murakami and others stories. Art styles were made by me and inspired from fpe. This short story collection had nothing to offense everything and anyone. Also there's grammar and bad writings but you captured those stories later.