Centennial Novels & Stories

“This is Rain Lilly Zephyr Miller, daughter of the late Rian Miller.” Rain winced. She hadn’t known he knew her full name, and thanks to her hippie mother, it was a gruesome mouthful. Ignoring her reaction, Fallon introduced the seven elders. “Elder Azion, Elder Traforte, Elder Rite…” Most of the names were quickly forgotten, but Rain remembered Azion and Rite. Azion had the advantage of first introduction, and Rite…the man was creepy. Middle aged like her father would have been, but with night black hair and startling blue eyes, his face was average, but the intensity in his expression was anything but. Against her will, her gaze kept darting to him, and she felt grateful that he wasn’t the

Hard. "Ouch, That hurt!" I snarled. "I don't care," He snapped back. "Please, you both don't start right now. We reached your hostel, Summer. You both get ready to go inside," Mamma announced, sounding annoyed and it was no wonder. I looked up with my left hand still on my right elbow where that trash-face hit me and saw a building with three storeys — the building was built in the way how typical hostels were built; the exterior was coloured white completely with a gigantic entrance door in the middle where hung a big 'WELCOME' banner above it. There were many windows here and there in every storey.

Leaning against the barn's open carriage doors, Nate crossed his arms. "Things seem to be going well with Amy. Why do you look irritated?" Nakos gave a last pat for Midnight, their three-year-old stallion, and closed the stall. Unsure how to answer, he searched the expanse behind the ex-soldier as if the land might provide answers.

com, 2018). 5.1.2 SMM has time advantage “Social media ensures the reach and effectiveness within specific time limit” (Amrita and Mohan, 2016). This demonstrates that SMM is guaranteed to convey the message in time and with high quality, so SMM has time advantage (Kirtiş and Karahan, 2011). In the meantime, Richard (2017) proposed that “More so than previous generations, Millennial seek out instant gratification, preferring fast service over friendly service and face-to-face contact.” and they “have the ability to and are comfortable with last-minute purchase decisions.” Besides, since the Millennial generation is the second largest consumer group (Paul, 2001), they are highly targeted by m

the officiating priest announced and the two of them turned to him. “Brethren, we are gathered here today to witness the joining in holy matrimony between Malcolm Hart and Aurora Williams. God created man and also created woman from his ribs so woman belongs to the side of man, not like a slave but as a companion. If anyone of you have any reason why this couple should not be allowed to get married then speak now or forever remain silent” The two of them looked around expecting to see someone raise her hand but she was seated quietly and had an expressionless look on her face. Angeline had no intent of stopping the wedding, her flight was in two hours anyways. She just wanted to cheer the tw

Waylon continued slowly, “I heard that news of the Centennial Blood Root has spread far and wide. All the powerful families in Rochester and even fighters all around the world are eyeing it. Everyone wants it.” Warren also spoke up about it, “Mr. Hayes is right. Legend has it that the Centennial Blood Root can enhance the power of a martial artist. It can even replenish energy and blood, making one young again. Every martial artist out there desires it. He coughed violently and smiled bitterly before continuing, “Even I want to have it, but I can only give it up since you have your eyes on it.” Chase glanced at him and suddenly

Lynn waited. "You have been in Ezekiel's life for...what is it now? Three years of genuine proximity? You were with him before Lorna, you've bren circling him since, you are the only woman he tolerates within arm's reach." Katy's voice was pleasant. That was the worst part. "And in all of that time, with all of that access, with everything you have managed to make yourself to him, you still don't have a ring." The words landed where the bruise was. Lynn's face went still.

A frown forms on his face as he stares off in confusion. “What do you mean they are early?” I ask, leaning forward in my seat. “The Wild Hunt is held once a century, usually at the beginning of the century.” He explains. “It’s not that far into the twenty-first century as humans call it.” Levi points out, his relaxed pose gone. Adrian turns to look at him. “That is true, but they have already done their Wild Hunt this century, they are eighty years too early for the next one.” “So what does that mean?”

Just as he rounded a barrel, Kai's voice echoed from behind. "Just so you know, today is the beginning of a century!" Dallan passed a thumbs up to him without looking back. Another century? That meant Dallan would be about a hundred years of age. Wolves seemed surprisingly strange, he could not deny that fact even though he was one of them. They lived their lives somewhat long—and maybe a bit boring. He could relate more to the boring part.

I sat there alone all night. In the morning, a servant brought me a birthday cake. Black Forest, with a single white candle. I poured myself a glass of aged blood and raised it. “To our century.” I drained the glass and blew out the candle. My personal countdown hit zero. I dragged my suitcase out the manor's main gate. Sitting in the private car on the way to the airport, I pulled out my phone and sent Kaelan one last text. "Our century is over." With that one sentence, I said goodbye to a hundred years of my youth, and to my obsession with Kaelan.