Alma Elma Novels & Stories

I furrowed my eyebrows because I didn't understand what the hell she was saying but Alma replied without hesitance, her stomach was now showing just a bit considering she was four months pregnant. "Over there is Antoinetta Ravn, a good friend of my mine. She is from South Africa but we went to the same Fashion school in Amsterdam back in Netherlands." She pointed at the woman who sat right beside me, i had thought she was African-American from her caramel tanned complexion. She had warm brown eyes, her black frizzy hair placed in a bun, a small gold earing on each ear. "Nice to finally meet you Alma and Raina." She spoke with a none american accent.

Drabek asked. "Because a promise is as good as a deal to a fae, and I never break my word." "So be it then. Now tell them the truth, Alora." Damon said. I nodded; Helga squeezed my hand. I gave her a tight smile, clearing my throat. "My name is Alora Elwood, and I am the daughter of Sorin Elwood. The empress of the realm of dreams." "You have to be shitting me." Kier snarled.

She looked back and saw that when the fire burned out and the puff of smoke disappeared, a smaller figure emerged. It looked.. human. Ellaine was surprised. It was a woman, descending directly to their ship with a accelerating speed. She flipped on suspended air before finally landing on their ship. “You called for me, Finrod the elf Prince?” She was a tall woman, with a long, royal blue hair, and big eyes of the same color. Ellaine whispered against Finrod’s ear, “Where did the dragon go?” “There, right in front of us.” Ellaine followed the direction of his eyes and ended up looking at the female stranger. “This world doesn’t fail to surprise me.” She remarked.

I waved to Alex and my parents, grabbing my bags, and headed for the bus. Three hours of a bumpy bus ride sitting next to a very energetic girl named Elyse. She was a petite brunette girl that’s my age. Her older brother Darien is one of the counselors for the boys, and her dad runs the camp. She seems nice enough. And I lucked out that we were in the same cabin. Unlike some of the kids here, I didn’t grow up in the city. My family owns a horse ranch, so I always have fresh air. But fresh ranch air is different from this.

Before Eliana can call after her, she is gone, slamming the door behind her. Alma shifts, trying to sit. She grasps at her head, wincing. Steadying herself, she leans back against the wall. "Do not move too much, Olisnia only recently healed you." Eliana reaches out, guiding Alma's movements. Concern widens her eyes, and she refuses to sit back. The werebird sighs, her gaze staring at the door. "I do not enjoy being inside, can we go out? I would love to see the setting sun."

“That... I'd love to. She answered, smiling. * The shiny Ferrari parked in front of the main entrance of the massive campus, as always, causing all eyes to be focused on the gleaming car. Somewhat hurriedly, taking advantage of the tinted windows, Alma gave Edan a short kiss and carefully got out of the car. She began to walk hurriedly down the path to the entrance, a little embarrassed by the attention it called. Just as she was approaching the front door, a couple of classmates accosted her with many compliments.

he said. “Alba,” the girl answered. “Alba Moretti.” “Where are you from?” “Palermo.” Thomas looked at Ellie. “Her file checks out. Her older sister—Adriana Moretti—once tried to poison Amy but the poison ended up in Amy’s step sister’s drink instead. You remember.”

Afterward, she headed to the sink and washed her hands. "Congratulations on your engagement," a voice said beside her. Amelia turns her sunset eyes to the voice. A girl with blonde hair was smiling as she congratulated her. The girl had features befitting of a model. She was undoubtedly beautiful. There was an air of elegance and confidence around her that complimented her face. "Thank you" Amelia replied as she thought that the girl in front of her was really beautiful. "My name is Calia Rostell. Nice to meet you, Amelia" Calia said and offered her hands.

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

she said brightly, and he nodded. "We're going to Silvan tomorrow," Amaria said. " It's really suspicious, Silvan is a small town but very rich in soil, they said the rich soil was a blessing from the spirit king of nature 'Gaia' that's why they have the healthiest fruits, vegetables and rear the healthiest animals, it has the highest exportation rate over the years because all the kingdoms under Ashmael Empire request goods from them yearly, I should know because I'm from there." Teresa stated