B A T T L E Unscramble Novels & Stories

Ten rings and there was no more answer. He returned to his seat analyzing Tessa’s teasing wordplay. Why was she so misleading in her statement? Her attitude was unlikely of a rejection, otherwise, she would have said so, for Tessa was frank and direct to the point. But he started it all with an ambiguous statement. He made a gambit that boomeranged, leaving him no other way but to swallow the game that he started.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

I was happy that I was keeping up with an Alpha, when I asked Dax if he was going easy on me he told me at first he was but he had to keep putting in more and more and by the end was using full fight mode. We carried on and then all of a sudden Tilly wasn't happy. There was a scent she knew but couldn't place why she didn't like it. Then Beta Nelson walked in. Till flung herself forward not giving me chance to stay in control and we changed to our wolf form. Tilly snarling at Beta Nelson. His eyes wide in shock at my wolf standing in front of him. "Tilly what are you doing let met turn back now." "No not till bad man gone."

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We walk in the hall way as he keeps on flashing lights on every door. “What number?” I asked “807” as he continuously look door per door “I think we need to head another floor the number here were 700…” but before I finish my words he push one door open. I look on the number before it, 706. Then I look on the number on the door we are about to get in… the numbers were upside down and if you will read it with your head tilt it was arranged as 807. Wow that was a very clever clue.

Atop it lay a bowl of molten flame, steady and waiting. Elder Rune’s voice echoed in their minds. The Bonding Flame demands not words… but flesh, spirit, and surrender. Kael turned to Luna, his eyes dark and wild. “Are you ready for this?” She nodded slowly. “I was born for this.” Without hesitation, Luna stepped onto the altar. The flame in the bowl pulsed in recognition, casting her in its golden glow. She untied the crimson sash at her waist and let the ceremonial robe fall away, revealing her bare skin—flushed, powerful, and glistening with heat.

Rebecca Rebecca leaned over the bathroom counter, her hair pulled up into a loose bun of sorts with strands framing her face. She touched her lip gloss to her lips and jumped as the buzz of her phone scared her. She reached for it and cursed. Trisha was earlier than she should be and was texting to say that she didn’t want to come up.

The refusal to dig in. Coach's voice cracked through everything. "Bane, come here!" I jogged across the field. Coach stood stiffly, face red. "What the hell were you thinking with that hit? You know better than to target a quarterback like that." I opened my mouth, but he didn't allow me to speak. "No. Hell no. No excuses. That was reckless. Drake's out now, and you're taking over as quarterback." Everything inside me stalled. "Wait, what?"