Brandon Sanderson Stormlight Novels & Stories

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

“I doubt it. I have absolutely no reason to be hostile with you. I mean, I hardly even know you. You are just someone my boyfriend considers a sister and yours and his family have been close for years I hear…so it doesn’t make sense that I would not like you. “I just so bad for you that you’ve lost most of your memories. I can’t be easy looking at your own children and not being able to recognize them. I don’t know what I would do if I was ever in a position where I could not recognize my own son. Oh yeah, I have a son,” Natasha added deliberately. “He’s name is Sean. Tulani is the father. The three of us….” “I have a slight headache,” Luyando shifted in her bed and closed her eyes. “I don’t

Yep, he’s exactly like Luke and for sure a Beta, no doubt. “Brandon, go talk to Fin and have him get all of our warriors ready. If they realize she’s here we may have a fight on our hands.” The voice is firm but sexy as hell and I am positive that if Leia were not ignoring me at the moment she would be panting. The Beta who I now know to be Brandon winks and smiles at me and gives someone outside the door a comical one fingered salute while making a clicking noise with his tongue before strolling back down the hallway.

It will be the 2nd book to Brandon and Misty story and, their new life as rogues. Go have a read and leave a comment, thanks and enjoy!!)))

The island was doing its pre-dawn thing, the specific quality of dark that existed in the last hour before the sky began to change, the dark that was about to be something else. Lysander moved beside her. "There's one thing I want to say," he said quietly. "Before the panel." She looked at him. "The Covenant bloodline," he said. "The dissolution conditions. When the governance framework is restored the automatic revival of their standing." He held her gaze. "That standing doesn't only belong to Caspian through his mother's line." She held him. "The revival is community-wide," he said. "Everyone descended from the Covenant bloodline's community recovers their standing."

The land itself groaned beneath their feet. The rift pulsed like a heart, veins of black light spiderwebbing out into the soil. “Hold formation,” Kieran barked. Elizabeth stepped forward, her golden aura flaring. Solbrand gleamed, hungry for battle. And then, Something stepped through. Tall. Slender. A silhouette of thorns and starlight. Its voice boomed in their minds. “She burns with the Flame of the End. She must be unmade.” Kieran didn’t wait.

Her eyes travelled to the other pack members and they nodded, standing to their feet. "Arabella is mine. I fúcking own her and she has no right to speak to you whatsoever! She had no right to laugh with you." "Can you listen to yourself?" Blaze grunted. "She is no fúcking toy. She is human with a heart. She isn't a beast like you and…" "Fúck you!" Sandro roared, landing another punch on Blaze's nose. Sandro felt his nose break at the contact his fist made but he didn't care. He grasped the collar of Blaze's shirt and shoved him into the wall, before charging at him.

"Hey. It's going to be okay. I've been exactly where you are. I spent my life thinking I was human, but then I met Grigori and learned I was a Thunderbird. My whole life got turned on its head." "What's a Thunderbird?" Piper wiped her eyes, curiosity outweighing her confusion. "Sort of like a phoenix," Madelyn explained. "A mythical bird that can kill dragons. It summons storms and can create sonic booms with its wings." "Wait, you kill dragons?" Madelyn bit her lip and nodded. "They're supposed to be my mortal enemy. It's a long story, but being with Grigori changed the way I saw things. And being a part of the Barinov family It's amazing. You won't regret being mated to Mikhail. Change thi

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.

Gloria’s POV From the edge of the collapsing forest, Gloria watched him break. Watched the dragon boy scream himself hoarse against a sky that had already decided its victor. And she smiled. Because she knew the truth. Sierra wasn’t gone. Not yet. She had been claimed. The air split once more, fire opening like a curtain, and Gloria sank to her knees as the figure emerged fully. Vorath Kane. Dragon King. Ruler of ruin. Father of shadows. His wings unfurled behind him, dripping darkness like rivers. His eyes, molten gold, burned holes into the night. The very ground shook under his presence.