Alt Stories Novels & Stories

He payed for the food and they left holding hands in the late hours of the night , taking a stroll . There's something magical about taking a stroll from Thissio to Plaka along Polignotou at night. The path starts opposite Thissio Open Air cinema where a gate marks the entrance. You walk in near total darkness with the glowing Acropolis as your guide. Walking through a piece of history in relative quiet, they felt as though they been transported back to ancient Athens. "Babe ,let's stay here and watch please"Nafisa suggested . It will be too early for them to go back to the hotel."okay"

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

My wolf snarled. A growl escaped my lips, and her eyes fell on me. She glanced away and focused on the guys, pretending if I wasn’t there. Nate turned his head towards me and smiled innocently. “I’m just joking, chill.” She snapped her fingers, gaining our attention. “I have a better plan.” She started telling us about why the vampires really wanted that land. I never knew what caused the war except that the rogues killed an alpha, took over his pack, and wanted to do the same with the other packs.

He was spacing out with a somber expression. Anderson quietly turned to Suit, waiting for the demon to state his question. “Never mind. I already have my answer. Besides, like you said. It doesn’t matter. She’s already burning in hell anyways. So, shall we begin the next story? I believe you’ve rested enough?” Anderson nodded his head, ignoring the bit about Miss. Agnes burning in hell. He did not exactly care. That story was over. The kids were fine and made something of themselves. No matter what, he would most likely choose the same path. He could not guarantee a different approach would work. Most important, the story was over, and he was moving on.

“That legend… the Red Fiona. Everyone seems so fascinated by it but. You don’t seem to care much for the story.” He stopped walking so suddenly that I almost ran into him. He turned, his gaze finally meeting mine, and it felt like being struck by lightning. His eyes were dark and intense, holding a depth I couldn’t decipher. “Legends are just stories,” he said, his voice low and firm. “They’re distractions from what’s real. You should focus on surviving here, not on fairy tales.” His words were cold, but there was something else behind them. A warning. “Surviving?” I asked, my brow furrowing. “Is this place that dangerous?”

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

Alex finally came ,he walked between them and stood in front of them. "Tonight it's the night we been waiting for. Today we gonna fight for what it's ours and we gonna bring it home. Am proud of you all because none of you is afraid to fight for the throne ,our throne. We are the Emperors and the Emperors City not them. We aren't going to repeat the mistake our great,great parents made. But today we gonna fix that mistake," Anna watched him with a proud look. The soldiers got on their horses and others changed form to werewolves.

First, it was the DNA, then Hope's kidnapping and Ralph's death, and now Alana is nowhere to be found. “What's happening to my family?” "Is it too much to ask for a trouble-free week?" I asked no one in particular as I stared at the stars, which were casting their shimmering reflections on the glass wall of Northridge Hospital, creating a magical and mesmerizing sight.

And he falls silent. Waiting for my response? "That's good," I say, "because I don't want to share you either." He smiles and sits back, sipping his wine, his expression thoughtful. "Tell me about 'redbreast' and 'ravens'," he says. "I expected you to simply give me 'yellow' and 'red' or something similar. It sounds as though there is a story behind the two words." "It's from when I was a little girl," I say. "There were ravens at the bottom of our garden, and when I was small, they seemed so huge."

And after she was made to be Kyra's personal maid, she was able to hear about a lot of rumors and get information from her. Yet, she wasn't satisfied, she needed a network outside of the Duke's estate as well. She needed to find a reliable information guild but she didn't know how she would go about it. "Betty? I heard that there are a lot of different guilds out there. Is that true?" "Yes, my lady. There are adventurer guilds, merchant guilds, information guilds and the most notorious mercenary guilds. A lot of commoners who have a hard time earning a living usually join the mercenary guilds as its easy to make a lot of quick money that way"