Boromir Novels & Stories

“Are you okay? Tom asked, coming over to her side. Everything was happening all over again. Without further ado, she threw away the towel around her neck and rushed out of the saloon. ** Ichabod opened his eyes immediately and Adams rushed in. “I saw you come in right now, I was shouting your name and you didn’t respond, what happened?” He sat up right, standing up. “That wasn’t me. That was Odin. The ring can’t retain him any longer, he is getting too strong. If I can change into Odin at any moment of the day, then I don’t think I can stand a chance any longer. I need to meet the lady now.” ** “You can’t be serious.” Vivian blurted out.

“I have no idea where the fuck she is. I don’t even know how I’m going to find her.” Rubbing the stubble on his chin, Daniel closed his eyes as he thought of a solution. “Teddy. He’s…he’s in a castle with a…” Holding his hand over his head, Daniel tried to gauge the height. “A giant man with a white beard.” His hand moved to Haldir’s shoulder as Daniel stared into his eyes and gave the instructions. “He can mist to her without knowing where she is. I’ve done it. He just has to be angry enough.”

shouted Zach in surprise. "Calm down. They are our allies. Prince Zacharia Barnabas, this man is Ruven Omanelis, The Elf King. And, this man is Benji, one of the Dwarf Leader. Meanwhile, that woman was a healer that King Ruven had specially brought to help with this border. Her name is Lily," explained Edmund.

Finally, he chose: “I chose… the right one.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” Haldir turned the card. The bear's jaw went down: “There is no way. I was sure, that that card was at the bottom of the deck.” “We reshuffled, remember.” “True, but…” “I have to ask. How many wives do you have?” “Three.” “What does that have to do with Ghidni?” “A lot. How many sisters do you have?” “Three.” “I know, why you chose Ghidni.”

"And for his reward his descendants were cast aside and his name wrote in the annals of infamy, is that justice?" Once again Lord Jetirs eye's took ahold of Boros', he stood up placing both palms flat against the top of his desk, " Boro Malus, Son of Bora Malus the Great, will you help me avenge my friend, your father, and topple this tyrant king?"

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

My shoulders hunched visibly “not again” I sighed. Dante Marcus was standing beside the door fumbling with his red tie, he just never knew how to tie them. “don’t just stand there, come help me” he frowned giving up. Why don’t you call your wife to come do it? I said inwardly as I tied it for him.

“I’m not interested in your plans. What I want to know is how I can return to my world!” The king, ignoring my tantrum, shook his head. “Still you don’t believe us, do you?” “No.” I wasn’t easily compelled by his words. I need evidence. Concrete evidence. “As expected,” the king muttered, and then glanced at an arched opening next to the fireplace. From the dark, a man—a wannabe of Sauron with long graying hair and beard, garbed in an emerald-green robe—stepped inside the room. He held a staff—very typical, might I add—with a black stone in the middle, set in a ridiculous golden oval frame.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Someone clapped. It was Wynnstan Dalibor, the grandson of Youri Dalibor—the Great Elder of the Doom Race, and the distinguished prodigy of his race. He walked toward James and glanced at him, praising, “Not bad, you have even mastered the Greater Paths. You’re Forty-nine, aren’t you? Are you interested in joining the Dooms? With the protection and resources of the Dooms, you will surely emerge as a force to be reckoned with in the Greater Realms.”