Alchemy Novels & Stories

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Langit saw a pink duffel bag, and he smiled them turned around, heading back towards Green house. Green opened her home door with undescribeable feeling. Her heart was so overwhelmed by the pain of Alta's wounds so that she lost her cry but her inner voice screamed. Green sat up and looked at every corner of the living room that had ever witnessed her love affair with Alta. Tears again fell down Green's cheeks, she cried without a sound, and only tears seemed rushing down her cheeks.

Of course" We got back home and Peace had to return to her work so I buried myself into my work as I try to meet up with the deadline. Hours pass by and I am still occupied with my writing when I suddenly heard the sound of the bell. I'm not expecting anyone and Peace has her key so who could be there? I walked to the front door, only to see Alex standing there emotionless. He has done this a couple of times. He is either very angry right now or having issues. He rarely shows emotions on his face and I guess that is how it works in the business world but usually, I can tell what is wrong with him because he opens up to me. But right now, I can't read a thing on his face.

The moment his fingers brushed the wall, the room exploded with energy. A shockwave of dark magic tore through the dungeon, knocking them all back. The torches flickered wildly, the shadows stretching, twisting. And then— A voice. Low. Whispering. Familiar. “Did you think I was truly gone?” Aria’s blood ran cold. Alan. Echoes of the Dead The voice slithered through the room like a ghostly wind, sending chills down Aria’s spine. The torches flickered violently, and the dungeon walls groaned, as if the stone itself recoiled at the presence awakening within them.

She closed her eyes and the box began to cover with ice. "I need lex" she said and that moment, lex came In with a disappointed look. "I tried fire but it failed even fire can't open the door" he frowned. "Destiny can you explain why the box is covered in ice?" june asked. "It will weaken the wood" destiny replied. "now I just need fire " she added. "OK I'll try melting it. Hopefully, we find a key in there" lex said. Lex used fire to melt down the wood and our eyes lit up immediately we saw the wood breaking apart.

Ashrac Looking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can't help wondering what I'm doing here. I've sunk so low even my best chess strategy won't save me. I glance up at "ODA" etched in white block letters on the glass door in front of me. Otherworld Dating Agency. Shrugging, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. A woman behind a large oak desk looks up and scowls. I grimace inside my head because I'm accustomed to that exact look from my mother when she's unhappy about something I've done. This won't go well.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

she answers him. “Fuck,” he whispers to himself. “I don’t even know how to talk to him right now,” Alex pulls out a little book. She opens it to reveal the name, Drago Morningstar. Adrian looks at her, “Isn’t that his…” “Shut up Adrian. I will use this,” she says. Adrian turns his head as he picks up on strange footsteps. He sees Lucifer’s armored guards walking towards them. “I don’t think you will need that,” he says and the two vampires give way for them.

Arizer asks as he holds my arm "Well I am having a little bit of trouble with my vision." "What do you mean trouble with your vision." "Well it started off as just blurry with black spots and now I can't see anything I am completely blind." "Did you use any magic in the cave?" "Not on purpose, but my wolf night vision was technically working, but I don't know how to turn that off, it just happends automatically." "Well that might be why your eyes are what are affected." Arizer said to me