Novelas y relatos de Ambrosia

“Nothing is sure right now. Let’s go to my office, we can discuss it further there.” He took off his jacket and placed it on Magnolia’s shoulders, then he pulled her against him as they walked back toward the castle. Clara brought some chamomile tea as instructed by the duke. She poured a cup for Magnolia and handed it to her. “Thank you, Clara.” “Would you also like a cup, Your Grace?” “No, thank you. I need something stronger than tea,” Daniel uttered, the last part was said to himself more than Clara. He walked to his desk and took out a bottle of brandy. He poured himself a glass and downed the ember liquid in one gulp. He looked over to Magnolia who was just staring at the cup in her ha

Like a garden of pink asters, her face shone brightly in a soft tone of gloss. All smirk and plush, Grace Anslem walked out of her apartment. Her attractiveness adds colour to the serene atmosphere in view. The morning sun kissed her skin causing it to glow and radiate in-between of her dress puckers. While she worked the locks, her face caught the mirror of her door frame and soon became null, as though devoid of emotions. In a flick, a telephone call came in; the loud noise from the device stabbed

It was a constant reminder of my failure to keep something scratch-free that was mine. "Wolfsbane." Amber's voice caught my attention when I scrunched my nose to know more. "Was the knife dipped in wolfsbane?" She asked me but I had no clue about that. Of course, I knew about Wolfsbane that we used to hurt wolves more and slow down the healing procedure. But I had no clue of Ashton's knife that was dipped in wolfsbane. "Not sure." I gave her a short reply. She seemed a little lost and irritated with my casual tone.

He took deep breaths, recovering from the nightmare he just had. Standing up, he walked into the night, through the waist high bushes and thick mud towards the gushing sound of running water. There was a thick mist rising through the trees, the damp air carrying with it the smell of rotten leaves. Nothing was as it seemed, and yet, nothing was odd to Cory. Not even the moon that fell too close to the earth, staying just few centimeters above the top of the trees, following his every movement.

My parents walked through the door at around five thirty and I went over to greet them. “Are you okay, Jasmine? What happened?” My mom ran over to me, her arms encircling me in a hug. “I didn’t even know wild wolfsbane grew in this area,” my dad added. “How did you ingest it?” “I was stressed out so I went for a run in my wolf form, and there must have been wolfsbane in the brook when I drank from it, because I suddenly felt really sick and ran to the clinic,” I replied, recalling a story I’d heard of someone in the past who had done something similar.

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".

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“That would be fine.” It was an awkward meeting between Lucas and Krister when the latter wanted to borrow her for that night. Lucas, being the calm and chill guy he was, didn’t even notice that Rojean wanted to go home and lends Krister permission over her for the time being. The restaurant they went to was a high-end one and was the perfect place for any private meeting if anyone may. There was already a reception, seeing as Krister had connections there and they were both led to an exclusive area so they could converse without anyone else hearing about it.

‘Sorry, now that I sound like my mom. There was a moment of silence while they searched. ‘Wait,’ Esmee pulled a notebook with a purple crocus on it. Her eyes slid over the written lines. ‘Crocus Sativus,’ she read, ‘Za Fran, the saffron crocus, known to the ancient Egyptians, was secretly smuggled into England in 1350. It is used for menstrual complaints, pain, insomnia. It is also an antidepressant. And promotes sex drive?’ ‘Stimulates sex.’ Maddie looked at her. ‘Then maybe that herb was also in the elixer.’

I smiled when I realized she never took off. Ever since we got ahold of Pandora's Box, the scatterings of bioluminescence were ever present in Ambrosia’s every move. When she walked, a small dusting of bioluminescence scattered the ground at her shoes. She ran her hand through her hair and dusted small plumes of bioluminescent orbs around herself like magic.