Amphibia Anne Novels & Stories

Anne was sitting by the stream, with Martel’s stone head and an uncorked bottle by her side. “I-I’m s-s-sorry. I s-saw a fire. There c-could be someone out there, b-b-but I’m not going to step out. H-h-honest!” After a pondering pause, she tilted her chin. “Ah, that must be a foxfire.” “L-like a glowing mushroom?” “Not in this world. It’s a kind of mythical fox. The one you saw might be attracting a mate.” “Oh,” I nodded now that got solved, “guess I’m heading back.”

to row back to the shore, something happened beneath them. The boat began to rock vigorously. Startled, the twins grabbed the edge of the boat and looked at each other with scared, wide eyes. "What's going on? Todd!" Emily cried. As the swamp Waters around them began to wave back and forth Emily let go of the boat sides and flung her arms around her brother. Todd kept a firm grip on the sides of the boat and looked around bewildered. "I don't know Emily!" He grabbed a hold of his sister as a large grey claw grabbed the boat and lifted it slowly out of the water. The twins shrieked in fear. Five skinny, long fingers covered in what appeared to be boils had a hold of them. They sat very stil

I use my consider ability on the creature Anne tells me that she's about to attack it and readies her spear for the task, I do the same in case the creature attacks back. With just a couple steps she builds up some momentum. Anne throws her spear with amazing precision hitting the creature's neck squarely, without hesitation I give her another spear and she repeats the process. Now she's running at full speed after the fleeing snow deer with two spears stuck in its body, while taking one of the spears from her back and ending the life of the creature. Her movements were so elegant and agile, I'm not even sure if it has something to do with her being a hero at all. My heart feels heavy for a

Anthony had asked the bodyguard to print the results for Anne's background check that was more comprehensive than the one last time. He found the details about her pregnancy. As Anne had explained before, she was allergic to the amniotic fluid and had rashes all over her body, including her face. Even so, she had endured it until her pregnancy was in full term before proceeding with the C-section. However, did that warrant Anthony's sympathy? No. In his perspective, she deserved all the suffering for her stubbornness in insisting on not going to the Marwood family for help. Anne turned in her sleep dazedly and reached for her children, before snapping awake when she did not find her children

Two fireballs were in my hands and the dragons came out of my arms. I heard Alexi fall out of the bed. He came tumbling down the stairs. “What the hell are you doing here Anne? Don’t do that are you trying to get me in trouble.?” Alexi said “Sorry I just had to come to see my little brother and meet his mate the future Queen of Transylvania. Hi, I’m Anne. Alexi’s big sister. Sorry about that. My dad told me about your temper. Also, I’m sorry about his actions I didn’t know what he was going to do with the potion I made.”

Anne introduced herself with a little embarrassment—Eric’s mother had just seen her steal. “I am Anne…Nice to meet you, Mrs…” She bit her bottom lip uneasily. The woman curled her lips, but it wasn’t a smile. She was that kind of harsh person who looked like would never smile, laugh, or feel happy. But Amelia knew she was a kind person. Horrible people like Ian will never raise such lovely children as Eric and Ella. “Just call me Irene.” Irene reached out her hand and then shook it with Amelia. She then explained, “We are heading to the east, to a place with no wolves. Are you coming with us?”

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Anna began to wonder if that was a normal thing in Regis. ″And where are you two coming from?″ Mrs. Kyle asked as she gave them a piercing gaze. ″We're sorry ma'am. She's new,″ Brooke said, gesturing to Anna, ″and didn't know her way around.″ ″I see. Please introduce yourself to the class,″ the teacher said. This was the moment Anna dreaded the most but she just had to do it. She faced the glass and said. ″Hi, everyone. My name is Annabelle Siromani.″

"Those are the eyes of the Lycan Flower power." Chanelle walked in front of me, her arms folding across her bare chest. "Those are real. Only two people that we know of have those eyes. Alec Meyers and..." Chanelle turned to her Alpha. "You, Nicholas." For one heartbeat, I was hopeful. They knew Alec. My brother. Maybe they knew who I was, too. "Who are you?" Chanelle questioned. Her green eyes assessed me. "I'm Michelle Meyers. Alec's sister.”

A few of his pack mates were littered around the outside, going about various things. All stopped in their presence. Norman squared his shoulders as his head brought itself back up, strong for the pack. But it wasn’t Norman their gazes lingered on. It was the northern Alpha and his feral daughter. “Annalise, will take you to find some clothes,” Norman told her as they walked through the entrance. She stared at him for a few moments, her gaze drifting over the young female that had appeared at their arrival before turning her attention back to the grieving Alpha.