Centennial Novels & Stories

One Thousand Years After the War The amphitheater had been built for this specific purpose—to hold the Millennial Council, where representatives from across the known world gathered to commemorate the thousand-year anniversary of the Great War and to hear from the last living witness. Elara stood backstage, preparing herself. At a thousand and thirty-five years old—give or take, she'd stopped counting precisely after the first few centuries—she was the oldest living being in recorded history. Functionally immortal, unchanged from the day of her reconstitution, she'd watched empires rise and fall, technologies evolve beyond recognition, and the coalition she'd helped build transform into some

These are his memories about the various titles he dealt with and how events brought him to different places and challenges. While barely the sun brings its rays through the western sky vaults, the sun and moon can still meet along that same treasury. Just like how Rowen and Darina could get along with each other, even if it is sitting under the same sky amid the vicious distance of their identity. Pulling themselves back to the heavier situation that they must regard, Rowen took his turn to ask. “The centennial anniversary of Clapestris is coming. What do you see is best to do now, Your Highness?”

Alexandra murmurs. "Hey it's not my fault, I always slay!" Trisha says. "Yeah, it's not your fault. But you always put in the effort!" Kenzy says. "Kenz!" Trisha glares. "So, who is going for Hallel College's reunion?" Kenzy asks ready to hear their opinions. "Am not going. I heard someone died during one of there parties. And they haven't found a lead to what actually happened!" Alexandra says.

out to our cars exchanging numbers and byes walking back to my car getting in and driving off Shiva spoked" She understands more than you think Trina ". " I know, and glad I knew she was not the type to judge someone off of one action, unlike everyone else talking about me I heard from the girls over the years, " I said " Yea, and word of advice for today just ignore everyone today and just help out "I winced and said "OK" driving up to the gate to the packhouse. After passing the gate and two minutes pulling up to the large bricks mansion with a ton of balloons tried to the long wooded banisher and streamer as well and all rays of colors. When I parked my car and got out and walked inside

With every step forward, she could hear the noises, screams, and shouting of the crowd. She halted in perplexity when she heard people shouting her husband's name, coming from behind another door. "Matteo," She blinked, looking at him. "It's a match today," He said. The guards bowed their heads at their sight. "What match?" She asked, with an increased heartbeat. They stepped into a gargantuan hall. Her heart skipped a beat when she witnessed a matching ring in the centre of the hall and a hundred people were surrounding it.

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𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

One Year Later I had no idea that a toddler could move that fast. I am chasing Colton around the backyard. This little guy is quick. He is a year and a half now and growing like a weed. Everly and I got married six months ago, and everything has been great. Leaving him when we went on our honeymoon was hard, but I know he had a blast with his grandparents. He was thrilled when he got a set of golf clubs for Christmas. Dad and Aaron took him golfing when we were on our honeymoon; now, Colton is obsessed with it. He will actually sit there for hours and watch tournaments on tv. I will probably get him some golf lessons in a couple of years. He also loves hockey. That is thanks to Dr

Grown-ups are talking. I clear my throat and drop our family name: “I told you, I am Kent, Kent Huron. Our family funds the Huron conference that you will be joining tomorrow. We are setting up a new job position——a Huron Science professorship for new PhD graduates, so we fund a conference to take a look at you guys’ work. I assume you are interested in applying for the opening?”

She couldn’t even imagine it. The town was celebrating the tercentennial of its charter date later that summer, and the lighthouse was closing in on its bicentennial, so the idea had been to link the two together and celebrate their history and heritage at the same time. But the Cove as a whole was well north of the standard tourist trade, and neither a restored lighthouse nor their little town celebrations, no matter how important or historic, were going to bring a crush of outsiders, certainly not long enough to warrant permanent traffic signs. She said as much to Barbara.