Novel & Cerita Borderlands 4

Shunee said. “That’s why she looks so familiar. Why didn’t Skai tell me?” Rixa wondered. “Which wolves will be the welcoming party for the Council?” Shunee smiled wickedly. “Makai, Damien and I will go deal with them, and you must stay with Skai, so Kit has a house when he comes back.” Rixa laughed. “What about hitting the border? They should be crossing over into Nemesis land tonight if not sooner?” Shunee asked.

His skin was tanned, as if he spent most of his time outside – killing territory passers – and he had a light stubble lining that perfect jaw. “Name’s Chase, never come into my territory again” he says and I’m suddenly pushed backwards. I land on my bum again, knowing that it will join the parts of me that will become blue. I scramble up, rushing towards Felix. For the first time in our lives, he wraps an arm around my waist, comforting me. “If I see any of you close to the border again – I will end you!” Chase warns. He glances at me for a second, giving me a wink before disappearing into the woods. When he’s gone I nestle my head into Felix’s shoulder, tears leaking out of my eyes.

I said. . . As soon as Wayne finished her pancakes she Jumped down the kitchen slab in a hurry. "Wayne slow down" I shouted getting worried but Wayne was already halfway to my room. "Amara come fast i can't wait to see my present" she shouted stopping on the way for a while. A laughed looking at her so excited to get her present. I placed the plates on the sink and left the kitchen. As I reached my door with over excited Wayne she was already getting impatient so I clicked the door open and Wayne went in like a hurricane. I followed her inside and looked at her. Wayne was looking all over my room with excitement in her eyes. She spoke up "Where is it Amara I can't find it". I smiled went nea

Dalia Grey Vision Nordic lands 650 B.C Bjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughter

he smirked, raising his hand to point to the window opposite us. I walked to the window, my eyes fixed on him, and then I gazed outside. I gasped in shock, unable to believe my eyes. It was a dead end, and it was dark. There was no light, and I couldn't see anything outside. The sky wasn't blue but rather a deep red in color, something I had never seen before. I attempted to look again and saw some white hands, as if they were trying to wave. I couldn't quite understand what they were, and the darkness made it difficult to see clearly.

The light painted my walls in honey and fire, touched the stone floors with warmth they hadn’t earned. I lay there, watching it change the shape of my world. One quiet second at a time. The bed was too big. The frame is carved from some kind of dark redwood, polished to a near mirror-shine. The headboard was etched with runes I couldn’t read, wrapped in symbols that prickled against my skin when I leaned too close. A canopy of gossamer curtains hung above, caught slightly in the breeze from the open window, and they swayed like ghosts in a dream.

When he opened it, one of the most powerful handguns in the world was there, a Freedom Arms Model83, 475 Linebaugh gun. He holds it and points it at the wall in front of him as if Kristina was there. He smiled and then checked the other weapons inside the luggage including the silencer. Ring! Ring! His phone rings... He answered, "Yes hello. I already have your gift. Thank you. My fingers were so itchy to use it." "There's also a bulletproof vest Boss, wear it," the person on the other line informed him. "Got it. How many people do we have to accompany me ?" he asked.

Which means she will be hurt every day when it fails. “Then she tries every day. I considered it Kellan until I am sure all guards are clean, and I know all the tunnels she’s at risk.” “The border should stop them.” They shouldn’t be able to get through. Tunnels from the front, yes, they can, but the back is shielded. “The border doesn’t work for them, and shields don’t work with them. I’ve got everyone working on it to find out how they changed or how to stop it, but we don’t have answers.”

"Ow." I lifted up over the lair and could hear the men talking. "There is another dragon in our realm. Where did he come from?" demanded Sarn. "We will kill him for entering without requesting permission." This came from Tahr. I noticed Laryn staying back, not speaking. The four men stood on the perch in all their naked glory. Ah oh, my mate would not be happy, but I couldn't help my laugh. As one, they turned toward me, leaping from the perch. All except for Bastian. He shook his head in obvious exasperation.

Too bright for the dark mood I was in, and have been in since he left me here in this situation. “I’m not in the mood Alex. If you want to chit chat, call mom or April” I said dryly. I heard a sigh on the other end and then his voice was back to serious again, just the Alex I missed and couldn’t wait to hug again “I have news for you. I finally figured out what Zade wants with our borders and Stefan was right. It wasn’t about drugs” “What then?” I asked as I clutched the phone tighter, anticipation for the new information slowly killing my sour mood and bringing me to life again.