Brandon Sanderson Novella の小説・ストーリー

Jhelani’s POV: Damon’s mouth devoured mine until I thought I’d melt into the wall. Each kiss bruised, tore, and stole every shred of control I thought I had left. He was brutal with his kisses. I wanted to shove him away, to tell him he had no right, but my body had other plans. It was betraying me, burning up under every rough sweep of his hands, trembling against him like I was made for this. “Stop fighting me, Snowfire,” he muttered against my lips, his voice breaking into something hoarse, ragged. His forehead pressed against mine, breath coming hard. “You don’t get it, do you? You drive me insane.” he confessed.

My eyes drifted to the ceiling, my mind already pulling back to the battlefield I had abandoned. The war is waiting for me, the blood, the chaos. It would be brutal. Relentless. But I had never lost a war before. And I wasn’t about to start now. Not when there was something far more important waiting for me at the end of it. ⸻ “Author’s Note Hi, readers I hope you’re enjoying No Saint here so far. If you’re loving the tension between Abaddon and Aurelia, then you should definitely check out their full story on GoodNovel.

Brandon was trying to handle three of them at the same time, one of them was particularly vicious, with longer claws than the others, and I imagined she’d been in the ground a long time. She was too close to him for me to get a grip on her without picking him up, too. Her long talons swiped out at him while he was focused on one of her counterparts, and his leg spurted blood. There were no Healers nearby, now that Jamie was off in front of us, tied up with a Vampire. Disposing of the group I had tangled up, I reached for my Glock just as the woman lunged at Brandon again. This time, he lost his balance, and with a little more effort on her part, he was falling into the hole behind him.

Luyando wiped away her tears with a rage that was beyond her years, her gaze still fixed disapprovingly on her father. “What about me!” Luyando cried, her hand hitting her chest. “Am I not a good enough reason for you to want to live?” As if in response, Bernard Chimeko stretched in his sleep and wiped at his drool before turning to face the other way. Luyando took in every piece of his being; the dirty sandals on his feet with enough holes in them that defeated the manufacturers original purpose of production, the tone jeans and the oversized sweater with a colour she was convinced could not be traced on the colour wheel.

"That mark belongs to me." She stepped back, blade raised again. "You're lying." He took a slow step forward, his eyes glowing brighter. "I wish I were." Before she could react, the sky darkened. Dozens of crows rose from the trees at once, shrieking and circling above them. The air grew heavy, the ground trembling under her boots. Kael looked up at the sky. "The Bloodbound has awakened." Seraphina didn't understand what he meant-she only knew one thing. Her life had just changed forever.

"Aurora you can go to class now please and promise not to tell anyone what just happened. Brandon utter as he disappear with Scarlett. ***** We should definitely report her to MR Joe! I'm sure she's the one he's looking for. Scarlett utter as Brandon brought out the spell book and check thoroughly on how to heal a would but they really didn't give him what he wanted. And then he suddenly found one but it's need some ingredients to apply on it. But where could they see such things as they never even heard of the name. Let's just go to the supernatural world Then. Maybe they could find the best ingredients for it. Brandon utter and disappear with Scarlett immediately.

She’s serious. “I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about,” I said. “Let me start again.” She took a deep breath before talking. “Believe me. I know it won’t be so easy to comprehend now…” I braced myself. “That night, your brother didn’t die. Your mother warned me about your uncle, his name is Andreas.” She shuddered after saying his name. “She has a twin too.” “Okay… what about my uncle?” I never thought we had other families. My father never told me anything. It was just us my whole life. I even didn’t have Christmas holidays with my Grandparents. So I assumed we had no one else.

What in the Hills Have Eyes is that all about? And then finally, you’ve got Brandon Mayers. He is the top male warrior of our age and really is insanely strong considering he doesn’t have ranked blood - he came from the pack I was born in, Redwood Valley, but his mother submitted just like Hannah’s did, for the good of The Expansion. Helen Chan-Jones and Brandon’s mother are friends, and as far as The Populars go, he’s the only one with any decency, in my opinion.

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

I say stretching my arms above my head. Flavius let's out a quiet chuckle. "We're barely in that room for ten minutes and you all ready need a break?" He teases with a loose smile. "If I am being honest, Norveig makes me nervous. You might not know this, but she helped my grandfather create the Perilous Horde after The Fires. Her approval means a lot. Though I never got to know her personally, I respect her greatly. If she were to form a foul opinion of me, I am not sure what I would do," I tell him.