Bravery Undertale Novels & Stories

I unconsciously looked at the mansion once more. "It's been a bit rude for me to not introduce myself to you by name. My name is Lucas Alexander and I am the butler of this place, and what's your name?" "My name is Emma Iowa, and my daughter's name is Vivian Helen." “Vivian Helen, Emma Lowa? The names are beautiful. But it feels familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.” We looked at each other, then got a little confused. “The names of me and my daughter are just common. So it's not unusual for him to feel familiar."

Borevia, Armoria I stumbled back from the hospital, still spinning. My hand was on the front door when I heard voices inside. Rafe. And his friend, Enzo. Enzo's tone was off. "Rafe, Carmela's your brother's widow. So why's the hospital system calling you her husband?" I froze. Rafe said nothing. But that silence? Incredibly loud. The kid was his. If there'd been even a shred of hope left—that maybe he was just helping her out, maybe he signed something without thinking—yeah, that died right there.

Mikhail rose, his posture immaculate, eyes sweeping over the congregation. Thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a deafening roar. Mikhail’s expression remained stoic, but a flicker of pride crossed his features. He turned to face the crowd, voice echoing and commanding every corner of the hall. "It is now official. I, Mikhail Morozov, am the Pakhan of the Bratva's empire, and my beautiful wife beside me is my Pakhanesa, the first ever Bratva female leader in our history." The crowd’s applause swelled again, louder this time, almost like the walls themselves were cheering. Donatella smiled, radiant in a crimson gown that flowed like liquid fire, her hair styled perfectly — regal

This is an Alpha who knows exactly what she is and doesn't need to prove it. Neither of us speaks. Submit. Challenge. Trust. Run. Reactions crash into the next until I'm dizzy. Vaela watches the battle play out. She knows exactly what's happening, and judging by the faint twitch at the corner of her mouth, she knows exactly how much I'm about to hate the answers. Eventually, a low chuckle escapes her, rolls through the room with the same dangerous weight as everything else about her. Beside me, Raulf makes a similar noise, folding his arms across his enormous chest, enjoying a private joke at my expense.

Halfway through the downward climb I decide I will discover the front castle entrance when I need to reenter. I finally leap the last eight feet and land in a squat and with my palms flat against the pebbly earth. After standing, I right my armguards and halberd straps. I'm ready. We had a young boy go missing in the village one winter. He froze to death. And even though I know a dragon child has no problem with the elements there is a tingling down the back of my neck that worries me. Ashrac is young, impulsive, and afraid of nothing. The tingling doesn't recede and I know I must hurry.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

This time his mind and synergy were one. It caressed him, embraced him like a shield and Nio felt invincible. Nothing could pass through it; nothing could hurt him. He imagined a butterfly with yellow and red wings and the shield was gone. A swarm of butterflies appeared and flew away from him. When they disappeared into the night, Nio laughed and continued to laugh. He knew so much now. The whole universe in the palm of his hand. The scalding deserts around Raal, just one thought

I can't help it if our ways of life are so far apart. Annoyed at the highest point, I rub my temples, trying to make the pain go away, while he clenches his fists to hide his trembling.It's crazy how we can make him and me suffer to the point of becoming totally incoherent because, in the end, we both blame the other for his lack of understanding.I'm sorry, Lyra, I lost my calm; it's true... But I'm the alpha; I can't allow myself to be insulted in public, he replies, clearing his throat sheepishly.He then gave me a frustrated look.If you knew what a risky position you put us in by your reactions, I couldn't drag all those who observe us into the arena.Suddenly, this sentence brings back a p

Piper offered but Leath shook her head and searched for someone in her contacts. "Thank you but I think I have to handle this one myself, Piper," she handed the tablet to Piper and dialed a trusted acquaintance. Leath's father often associated his teachings with the traits of wolves. He often referred to Leath as an alpha wolf, the leader of the pack. She must know what's best for the "pack" and would be able to solve any challenge by herself. But how can she be the alpha when she was raised as a lone wolf? "Hello, Juno—" it was not his real name, "—help me take down a website," the man on the other side of the line chuckled and the sound of fast keyboard typing was heard.

All I know is, fighting you is a death sentence! [Beauty]: AGREED!!! [Day]: +1 [Water]: +1 The world chat burst into laughter. “LMAO! My idols gave up before it even started!” “Only Boss Briella can tame these wild beasts!” “Briella supremacy!” “Briella! Briella! Briella!” Briella’s eye twitched. ‘What kind of minions did I raise again?’ She dropped a link in the private chat. [Briella]: “Get in.”