Cera Littlefoot Novels & Stories

The room echoed with claps — cheers from friends, camera flashes, and hearts brimming with joy. Moments later, the couple stepped out of the registrar's office — A luxurious red car waited for them outside, gleaming under the sunlight. They both settled into the front seats, with Rex behind the wheel. The car moved along a deserted road — surrounded by trees, soft sunlight, and silence. Lily leaned toward Rex, gently brushing her lips against his cheek, and asked in a playful tone, "Come on, tell me now… what's the surprise, Rex? I’ve been asking you since morning!"

she walked in. "We were just practising," Nina said hesitantly. "Carry on and the two of you come with me," Blair said and walked out of the hall and to the private room she had just for herself. The two bunnies walked in with a smile on their faces. They called themselves lucky to be with Cliterella. In a large black sofa, Cliterella was being seated, the whole room was painted black and dim red and purple lights were enhancing the darkroom.

She was finally going to miss that fool, Kira, and there was nothing she could do about it. “Kira can be stubborn. She's at the pack house of moon wood pack. Make sure you bring her back home. She doesn't really want to return because she hardly talks about where she's from,” I gave him another advise to which he nodded. “You don't have to worry. I'll bring her back to her rightful place. She's going to be my Luna, and no is going to change that,” Aric confessed. Once he was done, he stared at me for about two seconds.

"I'm guessing you didn't hear me. Hop too, newbie. I gotta see if you can sing or not." Ophelia looked through the clothes. "So...will Mr. Hades be here?" "I don't know. Have you picked out an outfit yet?" Ophelia looked at a yellow dress. It wasn't particularly fancy or anything. She just loved it. "This one." Rena looked up, her heavily lined eyes narrowing. "Hm. That color will look good against your skin. Can you walk in heels?" "I can barely walk on my own feet without tripping." She snorted.

He only needed a few seconds just so he could escape through the door. “Where am I headed to again?” [“Up ahead, you will spot a worn-out cottage. Look for anything that could lead you to the underground.”] “...will there be another fight?” [“...”] “Zeke?” There was no response. “Dude, seriously, what the f*ck?”

Isaac blurted out, I nodded and wipe Leira's sweats on her forehead and her back. "Honey, you don't need to run," I whispered, she giggled and looked at me. "Moma! look at what I found!" She said excitedly as she extends her hands, opened her palms, and show me what she found, a close pink-colored clam I croaked my neck to the side as I pretended to look amazed by what she found.

"Ready to eat my dust, Shadowfang?" I nudged Nero toward the soft shoulder of the forest path. "You take the high trail, I’ve got the valley floor. It’s a fair sprint: Nero is bred for explosive bursts, and your grey tank looks like he’s built for the long haul. First one to the lowstone pillars of the Lowfang Estate wins?" "You're on," Kael said, his voice dropping into that low, Alpha register that made the air feel heavy. "On three. One, two... three!"

For a moment, I felt that putting a diamond ring on her finger wouldn't be such a bad idea. … After Cole fell asleep, Victoria quietly got up and headed to the basement. The dim room was filled with a foul, rotting stench. On the floor lay two figures—none other than the missing Carrie and Gabe. Admiring her freshly done nails, Victoria gave a casual command, "Begin." Two people stepped forward with tools in hand. Soon, the basement echoed with screams. Carrie and Gabe were subjected to inhuman torment, passing out from the pain, only to be splashed awake with cold water and dragged into another round of suffering.

"Shortcuts." "Yeah, you know, the cheat codes," I joked, shifting closer. I let my eyes linger on his face, lowering my voice a bit. "Come on. You’re the genius here and I’m just a guy trying to keep his head above water. Help a guy out, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while. I can get you premium tickets to the winter finals or anything else that's within my power that you'd like." Nathan looked down at the worksheet, then looked back up at me. For a second, I actually thought my charm had worked.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.