Bard Wandersong Novels & Stories

"Do you have anything that binds you to your home? A personal possession or item that is solely yours." "Umm... I'm not sure..." She lowered her gaze to the grey dress. "I don't think so. I even left my clothes in the restroom," she exclaimed. "Would a strand of my hair work? I'm pretty sure I have some of them lying around in my room." He gave a nod. "That would be fine." Willow took a strand of her hair and handed it to him. Aurum stood on a podium, holding a red-colored circular talisman. He closed his eyes and held the strand of hair in his hand, appearing to be deeply focused.

" Linda had not fought for the Mrs. Harris title before because Anthony's prospects were nothing to write home about compared to her other admirers. She had her pick of the litter back then. However, after some incidents overseas... She was back, determined to reclaim the coveted spot once held by Mrs. Harris. On the eve of the weekend, Jessica peered into the celestial canvas for one last time through her bedroom telescope. The once vibrant blue stars were then fading. At the stroke of midnight, a particular star burst into a dazzling light before etching a perfect arc across the sky. Then, it vanished into the cosmic expanse.

I made a list of the eight, each assigning them to one person. Caden Winnow, Alpha of the Winnow pack Bane Fangworth, Marcel’s father and former Alpha of Fangworth pack Fenrir of the Night, Alpha of Night pack Ragnar Blackclaw, Alpha of Claw pack Lykos Bloodrose. Alpha of the Bloodrose pack Grim, Alpha of the Midnight pack Zayne Wilde, Alpha of the Wilde pack Alaric Wolfsage, Alpha of the Wolf Sage pack I handed each name to the eight assassins. “The last person is Hayden Storm, the Alpha of the storm pack but I will handle that personally,” I told them.

We leave the old Alphas, Sera and Ciel in the Barren where they can do no further harm. As we leave the passage that the dreamers have made for us through the Barren, I see the lights of Loop City ahead, glowing bright as stars, a beacon to the Barren's travellers now that the looping viaduct is gone. I feel a real sense of excitement. Optimism even. The Wolf Moon glows huge above us, waiting. I wrap my hand around the pendant and feel the buzz of the lifestone pass through me. Yes, I think. Now. This moment.

“What? “she asked, surprised that he would want that. The music had been playing the entire time though she had not been paying attention. He helped her up, and then he stood in front of her. Though he was so much taller than her, nothing seemed off about him pulling her in his arms. He was holding her gently against his chest. That was when she noticed that she didn’t even reach his shoulder. She just laid her head against him and let herself be pulled into the moment. Gregor Bridger knew this one four-minute song was his last chance at trying to break through to her. He understood why she was having issues. She had been told that she was unwanted and even worse, she had been treated that w

Her eyes lift to Mary, expression composed. “Enough,” Lia says softly. Mary’s face contorts. “He’s my King!” Lia’s voice is ice. “He’s a parasite.” Rowan laughs, bright, delighted even as chaos blooms. “Oh, I like her.” Then Rowan’s gaze snaps to me again, sharp and furious beneath the charm. “You think a gate stops me?” he calls, voice cutting through the noise. He reaches into his coat again. Not for Vesperbane. For something smaller. A whistle.

Everyone stood, silently awaiting the announcement and movement. “I would like to introduce the man himself that will continue to drive this company forward into a new era. The man who has been on the ground, undercover on site with you all, right under your noses. I would like to introduce, my son, the owner and your guiding light at Written Ink, Damian Blackwood!”

Ivy obediently accepted the bowl and drank it all in one go. Seeing how her face crunched up due to the drink's bitterness, Mary immediately handed her a piece of candy. "That's a good girl. Two more rounds and we're all done. By then, your leg will be healed, and you can once again stand on stage." Heartache gleamed in Mary's eyes. She patted Ivy's head lovingly. Ivy looked at her legs. She had indeed successfully escaped from the fire, but she did not expect to see barrels of gasoline in the abandoned warehouse.

“Why do you look so pale? You should go home and rest.” Cherry immediately pouted. “Come on, baby, I’m scared. It’ll be easier if there are more people. Let Ana stay just for this one game.” Evan hesitated, then looked at me. “Can you hold on a little longer? I’ll drive you back after this.” I held his gaze for a moment, then nodded. My body was barely holding on. The haunted house’s freezing drafts did not help. I swayed and reached for Evan’s arm, just looking for something to steady myself.

’ Wanda ask me, when I hear Wanda bark I jump and don’t make it to the other side instead I meet the river, swimming to the other side where Cassidy is inside the castle. I paddle like my life depends on it, seeing I’m near I put my front paws out and start singing my song. I put my right paw out, I put my left paw out, and I shake myself up and above, everybody now, shaking my body to my beat I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I make a hip hop beat, I think I got a song stuck in my mind now, ‘COSMO MOVE IT!’ Wanda linked me she was mad, Wanda is always mad, jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, I got up and ran towards Cassidy.