Brandon Sanderson: Kindle Novels & Stories

Enough to satisfy rich noblewomen and their expensive tastes. Unfortunately, the Kellana region did not have a torium mine, but there was one east, in the domain of lord Sienth, in Niera. Jon travelled to Niera and bought some raw torium. One morning while making a plough and a mirror frame at the same time, he spilled some molten torium onto one of the mouldboard casts. After it had cooled, the mouldboard crumbled. But the shards of the cast became extremely hard and strong. Jon experimented for months and when he realized what he had achieved, the young and stupid blacksmith from Taras decided to seek an audience with his lord Kell. His head was full of unspeakable wealth and young maidens

Brandon. THE END✨

Brandon said, as if he could see my anxiety. “Drake wants to ruin me. He wants to humiliate me so he can steal my fucking inheritance.” “Then don’t let him,” Brandon said, firmer now. “You’re Cameron-freaking-whatever-your-last-name-is. You’re smart. You’ve got me. And that’s basically like having your own personal chaos army.” I actually smiled at that—even if it was the tired kind, the kind that’s more for show than anything real. My cheeks moved but my heart was still face-down on the floor.

I must have been thirteen and still figuring out my feels for Landon. I turn back around, as I hear the click of the door. Landon stared at me, eyes no longer that warm brown colour I love, but cold and coal black. I have never seen him like this, but I have heard that Alpha's can get angry. This was more unnerving, because I could see the livid anger brewing under his skin.

Cassandra steers on the bed as a little moan of distress leaves her lips. “Sandy” Carlson called out, reaching out to her. Brandon was up on his feet as she watched worriedly. Every action of his was closely watched by Charles who smiled happily. Brandon was unlike the others. While Charles and Carlson did learn the hard way not to trust so easily, Brandon has always been the hard nut to crack. His trust is given only to the best and seeing him worried for Cassie, made him at ease. Now he was certain she was in safe hands.

"What? Is he?" I nodded. "Yes." I told her about the book she was reading. It was written by the first Alpha King that had been passed down to generations. "Unbelievable..." She blinked, surprised. "And you said he finished half of that book within just a day?" I nodded. "Dear me..." She gasped softly. "Mama." We turned our heads when Sander arrived and had three heavy books in his hands. "Let me help," I said and quietly rushed to him so I could help him put the books on the table.

That’s all she’ll say. Bhakti has us shower, all three of us, since we are all covered in Sandra’s blood. We get dressed in scrubs, along with giving some to Karamea, since she shifted right out of her clothes. In between the combination of blood tests, X-rays, an MRI, and a CT scan, Sandra and Karamea tell us what they learned from Naomi, and we tell them about our failure with Clive. We also talk about the augmented Goddess gifts that Brandon and Karamea displayed. We had already figured out that Brandon’s original Goddess gift was that he could understand other’s intentions and know whether or not to trust them. Now it seems that he can figure out their physical intentions in battle a

Sophia asked confused. "Nothing! My biggest problem right now is surviving this pregnancy. Star thinks my son will be too powerful for body to survive. Do you have any suggestions?" Brandon rose suddenly and stalked to the bookshelf. We all watched him confused about what he was doing. He returned with five books, handing us each one. "I don't have an answer, but I will. You're not dying." He said with so much certainty. My hand rested to his arm. "Thank you, Brandon. You always been a good friend to me." He nodded to me with sadness in his eyes.

As Leonard elaborated, he remembered that the great writer, Brandon, was returning, which could mean adjustments to Michelle's responsibilities. After some thought, he felt it necessary to forewarn Michelle. "Miss Xia, are you familiar with the original author of 'Starpath'?" Considering Brandon was one of the top names in online fiction, Leonard assumed Michelle, being a writer herself, would recognize the name behind "Starpath". Yet, Michelle simply shook her head, replying, "I don't know him." Leonard took a deep breath, then cautiously informed her, "It's Brandon Su.” Michelle, unfamiliar with the name, merely responded with a noncommittal "Hmm."

“No I’m not, maybe like… four percent. But I’m not gonna throw a fit.” “Only four?” “Okay, five. But just ‘cause she’s prettier than me.” “She’s not.” “She kinda is.” “She’s not you dummy,” I repeated, reaching over the notebook to flick his forehead. “Ow.” “You’re like… pretty in a chaotic golden retriever way. Erica’s more ‘I work at a used bookstore and hex people on the weekends.’ Very different categories.” Brandon grinned. “That actually makes me feel better, thanks.” I watched him for a second, letting my hand stay near his. “You’re really okay with this?”