Mythicfantasy Stories

A fairy-tale-esque short story, which deliberately adopts folklore-like writing, using personified cosmic forces to explore love as mutual illumination rather than possession. No placement, but this tale has gotten a 95/100 in the Triquetra Awards Short Story category!

The currents are wrong. Beneath the frozen seas of Frostmirror, Glacierkin scout Ardyn Vayel is sent to investigate impossible warm-water flows invading northern waters. Instead, he finds Kael Vareth-an exiled hunter from the volcanic reefs who has been tracking the same unnatural disturbances across the ocean. Elsewhere, the siren healer Lyrianne Valei begins hearing terrifying silences within the world's sacred Song-places where life itself no longer resonates as it should. As ancient leviathans stir and forgotten sanctums awaken beneath the tides, the three are drawn into a mystery far older than any of them realize. Because the sea remembers. And somewhere in the deep, something has begun to wake. 🌊 Epic Fantasy 🐋 Living Oceans 🎶 Ancient Songs & Buried Truths 🫧 Mythic Sea Creatures ✨ Found Family & Political Intrigue 🌑 A World Slowly Falling Out of Harmony

They did not fall. They did not die. The angels simply... left. And with them, the balance of the world. Now, power moves without restraint. Not guided. Not agreed. Only taken. As kings and empires begin to reshape the world in their own image, one being remains outside it all. Watching. Waiting. Unrecorded by history. Because long before the world chose its rulers... It had already forgotten its most dangerous one.

For centuries, the people of Ashfallow have sacrificed four souls each winter to the mountain that keeps them alive. When the ancient creature demanding the offerings suddenly disappears, the village's oldest certainty collapses overnight. Asa, the Stairwarden who has spent her life delivering the tithe, must uncover what killed the mountain before whatever replaced it reaches Ashfallow.

(Updates on Thursdays and Fridays!💕🔥) This is an emotional YA epic fantasy with powerful female leads, magic, betrayal, sacred beasts, war, grief, and morally complex characters. Her fire could save Alphira... or reduce it to ashes. An orphan tween elf with powers she never knew she had - and in her hands lie the future of her homeland and the whole realm. Twelve-year-old Zurah Leteah never asked Fate to become the spark that could save or destroy the polyrealm of Alphira, but when the threat of Azamandar, the dark spirit, is made known in the land of the elves, she should have known her life was about to take a wild turn. Zurah discovers her best friend, Nallazonie Zucra, has fire powers - and is possibly the destined Princess of Fire that will emerge after centuries of the fire spirit being dormant. Therefore, she is determined to help Nallie in whatever way she can. A trip to the Griffins' Abode however, reveals Zurah is truly the one that the fire spirit resides in. With no choice but to leave her peaceful life behind, Zurah travels round Alphira to temper her physical body, survive in harsh conditions, gather allies of both magical beings and beasts, truly master The Fire - and the light and dark magic coexisting inside of her, all in the space of a year or two. To top the icing on the cake, she is continuously tested to prove she is worthy of being called the Princess of Fire. At the end of it all, would she be the saviour promised to eliminate the evil, or just be a pawn in Fate's hands? Not to forget the fact that when the evil is eliminated, the fire has served its purpose, so it must die out...

Vael was made to be a weapon. For sixty-three thousand years, kings pointed him at enemies, empires named him terror, and armies learned that black armor meant death. Human skin alone could kill him, so no one touched him. Then Mira did. Not with bare hands. Not carelessly. She wrapped her fingers, asked permission, and taught an ancient weapon the shape of gentleness. When the empire executes her to regain control of him, Vael does not mourn like a man. He breaks the world like a blade. To return Mira, he must take three crowns: the crown of the body, the crown of memory, and the crown of the soul. But every crown asks a more terrible question. Is love still love if it refuses to let the dead say no? A dark fantasy tragedy about grief, resurrection, consent, and the difference between love and possession.

The storm is over. Jo Ann Whitlow is home. The Door is closed. The Road still remembers, but six months after the events of Windswept Hope, the fracture in the sky remains. Invisible to everyone except Jo Ann. As the Keeper of the Road, she begins seeing things no one else can see, new names appearing on the ancient path, impossible dreams, and a watching eye beyond the stars. When people across the world begin forgetting loved ones, entire towns, and even pieces of history itself, Jo Ann discovers something terrifying: The creature they fought was never the true enemy. Beyond the fracture waits an ancient intelligence older than memory, older than the Watchers, older than the Door itself, and it has finally turned its gaze toward Earth.

**NOTE: THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT PREVIEW ONLY** Giving in to his impulse to reclaim his long-lost youth, Chronos-Father of Time, whom has existed since it began-turns back the hands of time. In doing so, he tears the very fabric of reality apart. In a last-ditch effort to set things right, Chronos perishes, and with his death, reality is threatened once again. Now it is up to the High Council of Deities to select a new Timekeeper; someone strong and powerful enough to regulate the flow of Time and all that it governs. It isn't a god or any other immortal being who will be tasked with this eternal mantle, however, but a human. And to further complicate matters, the Timepiece Chronos leaves behind doesn't select just one human candidate, but five-split between Earth and the twin world born from Chronos' actions, Geminus. Lucas Chaumont, the son of a nobleman, desperate to save his sister from a mysterious ailment. Gwilym Lauderdale, a poor farmer's son constantly bullied and mired in self-doubt. James Coleman, a Brooklyn-born Irish boy forever suffering the scorn of his upper-class schoolmates. Rosa Gaspare, a seemingly well-off girl whose only desire is to escape her abusive, drunken father. And Vani Khanna, a Punjabi girl set on asserting her independence in a time when marriage is being pressed upon her by her loving, yet misguided parents. All five candidates must prove their mettle in a series of tests known as the Timekeeper Trials, but more than that, they must either come to terms with their limitations or learn to overcome them. Who among them will earn their place as Chronos' successor-and what will become of those who don't? (Part of The Spectrum Chronicles, companion series to the Whispers of Nowhere trilogy.)

In the ancient Dawn Era, Naruto is born with mysterious chakra that draws the attention of beasts, nature, and eventually Hagoromo. He befriends a young Kurama, forming the first human-Tailed Beast bond. Brought to train with Indra and Asura, Naruto becomes the emotional balance between them. A warlord using corrupted chakra threatens the land, leading Naruto and the brothers into their first great battles. Indra grows jealous, turns to forbidden power, and eventually breaks away. Naruto and Asura confront him, and Naruto briefly softens the curse of hatred through Ninshū. Hagoromo names Naruto the Child of Dawn, the one who changed fate before shinobi existed. Naruto returns home with Kurama, becoming the spiritual ancestor of all future shinobi.

The sea remembers every wound. What began as fear has become resolve, and what was once silence now trembles with consequence. Ariel is no longer a story told in whispers or warnings. She is the deep itself-ancient, patient, and irrevocably changed. The surface world has chosen to fight what it cannot understand. Old powers stir in response. The boundaries between mercy and annihilation blur, and the weight of the crown Ariel claimed settles fully upon her shoulders. This is not a tale of heroes or monsters. It is a reckoning. In the crushing depths where light falters and memory fractures, Ariel must face the truth of what her reign has cost-and what it will demand to endure. Power does not absolve. Victory does not heal. And silence, once sought as refuge, may become the final prison. The waters will rise. The world will quiet. And when all that can drown has done so, only one truth will remain: No crown is taken without the sea collecting its due.

Not a villain. Not a brooding love-interest. Just a normal, high school vampire. As a vampire, Anna knows about hunting. She knows how to find isolated prey, how to put people at ease, how to leave no trace behind. What she doesn't know about is high school. Students don't pay attention, her English teacher repeats the same lesson for days on end, and why does she seem to be the only one not bolting for the door when the bell rings? With one friend who's obsessed with vampires and another who's not quite what she seems to be, Anna has to learn the rules of high school fast if she wants to remain undetected. As attacks throughout the city increase, suspicions mount. Anna tries to go unnoticed, but when her newfound friend sets out to prove the attacks are being caused by a vampire, Anna is left to wonder if her dark secret will be discovered. And what will happen to her if it is? This is an urban fantasy story with plenty of teen drama and a touch of mystery. Think Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets The Vampire Diaries, but with a twist.

Olympus had no foresight, clouded by the chaos created by their own. As they struggled from within, the Minoans rose to power. You think you know their stories: King Minos, the Minotaur's labyrinth and the legend of Icarus. To you, they are children's tales. The Minoans, also known as the Keiftu, were real, and they were the first people to challenge the Gods. They would fail, but not because of Olympian intervention. The seeds of their undoing rooted deep below the foundation of their capitol city: Knossos. This is the story of how a boy became King, how he built an empire. This is the tale of Olympus and how the Gods' feuds brought doom and despair, turning an empire to rubble.

She was never meant to inherit the crown. She was never meant to survive the war. But when her father is slaughtered and her tribe left in ruin, Tawvari rises - not as a girl, not as a grieving daughter... but as a storm. In a kingdom ruled by ancient gods, serpents of gold, and elders who bow only to tradition, she dares to defy it all. Vengeance is her birthright. Power is in her blood. And when the world comes for her throne, she won't just fight back. She'll burn it all. "I am not my father's peace. I am my own war."

When forbidden knowledge and awakened crystals offer a way to defy death itself, the question is no longer who is good or evil - but who gets to decide what love is allowed to cost. Those called heroes protect balance by denying one man the chance to reclaim the lover the world stole from him. The one called a villain believes no law is worth a love left to rot. Between magic schools and battlefields, beasts and books, devotion and obsession, every choice fractures the world a little more. This is a story of magic and friendship. Of grief and devotion. And of a world where righteousness and cruelty often wear the same face.

Book I of Old Blood Princess is a brutal, mythic coming-of-power story about survival, autonomy, and the slow, painstaking work of a girl building herself from the inside out. Somewhere below the mountain, a child grows up in a world that teaches her the wrong lessons too early: stay quiet, stay useful, disappear before anyone can decide you're worth hurting. Arbor learns to live on scraps of kindness and long stretches without it. She learns the geometry of fear. She learns how to endure. And far above her, Mount Olympus turns-an immortal court of the Greek gods, glittering with beauty and rot in equal measure. It is not a paradise. It is a state. A palace. A machine of favors and punishments, where mercy has paperwork and power wears perfume. There, everything is ritualized: who may enter, who may speak, who may touch. The gods do not simply want things-they claim them, and call it tradition. Arbor's story moves between these worlds as if drawn by a thread she cannot see yet. Small choices begin to stack into fate. Doors and thresholds-literal and human-start to matter. Words become tools. Rules become weapons. And beneath her skin, something ancient begins to answer her emotions the way weather answers pressure: subtle at first, then undeniable. Old Blood is waking. Not as a gift. Not as a prophecy. As a problem. Because on Olympus, anything unusual becomes currency, entertainment, leverage-or a threat to be contained. And in a court where even love is political and every kindness has a cost, the most dangerous thing a girl can do is stop being breakable.

Nylthar ven'zhar. Ven'zhar kul'thar. (Do not touch me. Touch me and burn.) She bears her scars like a curse, a fox demoness cloaked in night and whispered nightmares. Her words scorch the air - a warning, a promise, a poison. He is the reckless flame that dares to reach, drawn into a perilous embrace- where every stolen moment drips with desire and the scent of ruin. Beneath the cold gaze of an ancient shrine, secrets bleed into silence, and love twists into a cruel and beautiful torment- a fire that devours souls, binds fates, and threatens to annihilate all they hold dear. In this world of shadows and whispered damnation, their forbidden love is the darkest flame of all.

Two endings exist. One saves the world. One rules it. Shadows have always followed Astra. But when the sky fractures and the ground begins to breathe, she learns the truth: She was never haunted by the dark - she was born from it. The Hunger, an ancient cosmic force sealed centuries ago, is waking. And Astra is the last blood-heir of the Nightbearers - the ones who once locked the darkness away with their own souls. As her town collapses into living shadow and the Door of Night begins to open, Astra must choose: Save the world by losing herself or Become the Queen of Shadows and rule what was meant to destroy everything. From forbidden love to godlike corruption, from quiet sacrifice to absolute power, this is a story of: 🖤 Hunger 🖤 Bloodlines 🖤 Siblings torn between light and dark 🖤 And the terrifying cost of choice This is not a story where darkness is defeated. This is a story where darkness chooses a queen.

In the ancient land of Erotani, where beasts roamed and rival clans feuded, a mighty hero named Springthaw the Hawk-Eyed embarks on a dangerous quest to defend his noble family's honor. Summoned by his mother, he learns of a lowborn blacksmith named Baharmon the Red who threatens their standing within the Lynkanae Clan. Faced with a moral dilemma, Springthaw must decide between his sense of justice and the preservation of his family's legacy. As tensions rise and a fateful duel approaches, Springthaw grapples with his duty and the consequences of his choices. Will he sacrifice his own soul for the sake of his family? First part of the Erotanian Classical Novel "Tales and Legends of Springthaw the Hawk-Eyed" dating from the Ninth Age (lasted about 700 - 1100 AE, novel from around 840 AE)

When reality demands a price you cannot pay, what will you trade? The Kaliyuga Convergence didn't wound reality - it revealed the wounds. Tarak Nath's father awakens with purple veins and voices that speak of possession. The Temple asks for an impossible price. To save his father, Tarak must learn how to be wrong: thief, liar, and betrayer of everything his House taught him. And he must learn how to work with gods and demons alike. What to expect: - Deep, cohesive worldbuilding (Yakshas, Devas, Asuras - not elves or dwarves) - Fully plotted series - Innovative Yantra and Siddhi magic system - Logical protagonist facing moral dilemmas