It was then he realized he was holding flowers. The shyness set back in.
He scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat once again.
“T-they are for-for you.”
She faintly blushed, licking her lips.
“Really or are you trying to play a prank on me?”
“No no no, no prank at all. I am serious.”
She watched him closely and took the flowers from him.
“They smell nice.”
“I got the best f-for you.” He needed to say what he had to. It was now or never. “C-Courtney there is something I-I have to tell you.”
She faced him looking away from the nice scenting flowers.
“What is it?” she asked in a softer voice he could barely hear.
He gulped.
He did not know how he would put it.
“I…em…”
“You what?” she asked curiously.
“I…it is a long story…actually it is not.”
“Just tell me. You do not have to think befo
It came like a flash to my eyes. The beautiful story I'd been writing my heart out for months now is complete! I want to cry. It's been a great adventure with y'all but the interesting part is... that the adventure is not over. As I said before it's just beginning. All ye faithful readers, watch out for the sweeter Building Prestoria #2. Evie Out and In.
There was a fly buzzing in his ear. It was the most annoying noise he heard for as long as he could remember. He raised his hand weakly and chased the fly from his ear.The fly still came back, even louder. He groaned hitting the fly with his hand with his eyes closed.He realized that he was somewhere but somewhere he did not understand. The last words he heard was I will take you back to your mother. He did not remember who said those words but he thought it was his mother.It didn’t make sense. Why will his mother said she would take him back to his mother? Unless…He moved a bit and found out he was resting on something hard. With his eyes still closed and in pain, he tried to feel what he was laying on to find out that he was lying on a pile of stones.I need to open my eyes. He thought to himself. He was afraid to but keeping his eyes shut was not a solution.He opened his first eye gently and saw nothing but grey un
Wow, RP#1 is over. I'm so excited cause I'm planning how BP#2 will be. I just want to say that if you don't know there's a book of mine "Marked By The Devil" that's out which I think you should peek into. I mentioned earlier that I wanted to create a website but things came in between and I'm stuck with a F* Page. I can't disclose my link because of Goodnovel's rules but sooner or later you'll get to know. Every mistake I had made in #RP will not be repeated in #BP because I'm one year older, one year smarter and one year better. (If you want to know when my b-day is on and when I'll be turning sixteen in 2022, watch out for May 14th) I love fantasy books and if you're a fan of them too, then we're the perfect team. I actually cried when I ended this story. I wouldn't have wanted to write it in any other way. I love Angela and I don't wanna cut ties with the Prestorian Crew just yet. As Angela grows, so do I. Evie's not going anywhere, she'll
This day was a day Prestoria would never forget. It was a day the world would never forget. The day had been marked as a day of evil and destruction. It caused a great imbalance in the world; a day that almost lopsided the universe.The evil of one King’s heart infected his daughter but the legendary princess of Prestoria will not let anything stop her from completing her mission in life.Though it may only be the tale of two kingdoms, it was also a tale of a young girl. It marked the beginning of her story and the beginning of her journey in life. The day marked the baby girl’s destiny and this was how the story began…Once upon the tale of a girl, in a faraway beautiful kingdom, everyone knows today as Prestoria. A long time before now, the kingdom used to be a deserted land. There was nothing in the land but sand and trees, a century after, the place became one of the best when it came to anything and everything, and it was filled wit
It was a splendid party indeed. The King and Queen treasured and cherished their daughter more than anything else the world had provided them. They took care of her dearly. Nothing was more precious than their beautiful and wonderful daughter.No ruby or jewels and diamonds and pearls were as precious as their beautiful darling daughter.The princess was protected, nourished, and loved by everyone in the kingdom. She was the heir to the throne of Prestoria and must be protected all her life to lead the kingdom in the future. Prestoria was a great and happy kingdom everyone loved but…not everyone was happy about this.Not everyone can be happy and satisfied with the success of others, that’s how this world works.In another nearby kingdom called Pintraid, was ruled by a wicked and tyrant king. The evil King was the cause of the failure of Pintraid. He terrorized his citizens, caused pain and there was nothing but sheddi
Before he knew it, he was at the diamond river. He caught his breath and took three seconds to look around him, nothing to be seen, except grasses and the reflection of the moon on the freshwater.He wasn’t sure whether casting a spell so dangerous and complicated was a good idea. If he made a mistake or misspelled it, it might have some great consequences but for Prestoria and…the princess.There was a tight smile on her face and it made him a little comforted. He took a second to sigh and placed the princess in a waterproof raffia-made-basket on the river. He waved his hands closing his eyes. Full concentration was all he needed but with what was going around. It would be almost impossible for such a thing.But still, he did the spell, waving his hands as purple light trickled down his fingers. His eyes turned pure black and his hair flew and surrounded him like rays of the sun.He repeated these words twice before losing
Fifteen years was a long time from when Prestoria was destroyed but the beautiful kingdom was still there, somewhere out there in an unknown land. Prestoria was out there hiding…She heard something at her window. It was a knocking voice but yet annoying and graceful. She didn’t want to wake up but now that she was awake, she couldn’t sleep back.She rubbed her eyes yawning ferociously, letting out her horrible morning breath to the atmosphere. She walked to the window with heavy feet, wondering what was making the noise.She got there to see a bluebird. It was very small and had a cute orange beak. Angela smiled happily at the bird. She wanted to open the rotten window door to play with it a bit but it flew away in fear.Coward. She thought rubbing her eyes. Every day was the same for her but today she had this other feeling she couldn’t understand. She tried to understand and interpret the feeling but nothing came to
Her parents were too nice but she wasn’t. If she can’t get the pancakes the easy way, she will do it the hard way.“It should not be that hard. I will just tell mama a thief ambushed me and took the pancakes from me,” Angela said to herself smiling. “Yes, that is exactly what I will tell them,” she added nodding her head.She didn’t need to walk far, all she had to do was get somewhere comfortable and begin eating her pancakes. Her mother only made the amazing strawberry pancakes on special occasions like birthdays, wedding anniversaries, and celebrations or if something special was happening.Those days were always her favorite. There was nothing more amazing than her mother’s pancakes. She could wear pants for the rest of her life if she had to. She hated pants so much. Why wear something uncomfortable and…pinchy.Pants were for men. They should be the ones wearing them not women.
Hi, wonderful readers. This is Cinderevie and I want to congratulate you for finish reading chapter four of RP, that's a great achievement.If you're a reader that's interested to see what happens next you've got to know these about RP #1...- It's in first person. Most young readers are not used to this but I want you to know that in the remaining series, it'll be in first person. So what's my reason for doing this? It's a very detailed and conjoined explanation of different people's POVs that's all merged together. I think it's wonderful to be able to read many thoughts at once. It's faster and RP is a long tale. If I wrote in first person, it will be less exciting. This is the first series of a book, it has to be spazzy!- Do you know what I love about series, you get to have a better experience with the characters and watch them grow. It's the same here. It's gonna be a series with five books. RP, Building Prestoria, Ruling Prestoria... Watch out for them.