Octavia found out what they were doing and used her tail to scare the birds away while she fought Leila with her other body parts.  One of the birds got scared and ran, making one of the sprites fall on Octavia. The bottle of magic dust broke on her but unluckily the sprite did not survive the endeavor.   Angela did not believe Octavia killed her own son. It was the most horrible thing to do. Killing your own son, even if he wasn’t your blood but so what? Kale in her mind said ‘Beauty killed Alex’.  She did not understand what that meant but she knew there was some hidden meaning behind those three words.  One by one, sprites were pouring their dust on Octavia but three more lost their lives. Slayman was able to pour his dust on Octavia but one of the snake tails ate the bird he was riding on. Slayman managed to survive but he was falling.  Luckily Justin got under him and was able to make him land on his

Kale did not want to wake up. “Ms. Kale, you need to wake up.”The maids could be annoying sometimes. The eleven-year-old needed sleep.  Kale was still unhappy she celebrated her birthday without her crew but at least the day they could be together was the exact day Angela was having her grand birthday party. Kale was excited. She jumped up from the bed immediately when she remembered they would be seeing tonight. They would unite tonight!  She jumped on the bed, happily rolling on it and messing everywhere up. “Ms. Kale, you are messing up your room. It is time for breakfast and I have today’s schedule ready for you.”Every day was the same. She was busy with her new life and the orphanage for the past three months. She didn’t have time to enjoy her money but today that would end because she's built a new orphanage. Today was the grand opening fo

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

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