Cora From Tron: Legacy Mga Nobela at Kwento

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

Sinclair growls a little, irritated, but then does as his brother asks and turns towards the television. To his surprise, it’s an image of Cora. Sinclair blinks, paying more attention now to the words that scroll across the screen, to the picture of Cora glowing with a bright white light, her clasped hands raised above her head.

He questioned. "I have to, Cole. Else I wouldn't stop seeing you like Him. And the more I see you like him, the more I..." She paused and looked elsewhere. "The more you what, Cora?" He questioned. "Nevermind, Cole. Let's get back to the fortress " she said and started walking back in the direction of the fortress while he stood there. "I am Alpha Creed, Cora. You should not be scared that something might happen to me," he said as she stopped and turned to look at him

But as I look around I don't see her parents anywhere. "Where are your parents?" I ask Cora. Cora looks up at me and her bright blue eyes are sparkling with tears. "I lost track of them when the rogues attacked. I ran outside and when I turned around I realized that they weren't behind me." There is something about her story that is not believable. Supposedly Cora is the pride and joy of Alpha Aiden and Luna Madison, why would they let her out of their sight? Especially during a rogue attack.

"She just kept speaking in Latin over our yelling. Then there was a lot of growling, and it went silent. I was brought back to my body after that." "That's what I had been afraid of. Cora had been so careful up until now. I think her plan had been to use or absorb Rona's magic so she would be strong enough to take yours without having your body present. But since the bears interrupted her and Rona died, she could be up to anything. She is probably feeling frazzled and will be unpredictable while trying to devise a new plan."

“Power is all well and good, but if you don’t have experience in attack and defence, in reading your opponent. You can easily be killed” “I don’t, but Cora my wolf does. I will give myself over to her and let her do what needs to be done. I’m done hiding. I’m done being afraid. And I’m done running. I’m going back with or without you and I’m standing up to him.” She tells me, power radiating from her voice. “Is your wolf sure that she can protect you?” I ask her. “My wolf. Cora is the Moon Goddess’s own daughter. She fought through the thousand-year war. Against the Gods. I’m quite sure that she can handle your father.” She is determined. She won’t be talked out of this.

All life disappeared from the room in just a plunge while he stood there in the middle of the bloodbath. "To think that this mere lowlife gets to have the first glimpse of the one I've been craving for all this time." He laughs out bitterly, rubbing the magic orb without delay. The scenery in the orb then shifted on the current scene in the Luna's chambers as she stood there with a troubled look in her face. "There she is." Biting his lower lip while trying to conceal his emotions beginning to burst, King Caius's eyes darken at the mere sight of her. "Scarlett." ******

The symbol of Tron gleaming on his metal necklace. He took a step forward and nodded. Pedro, beside him, laughed so hard he slapped his hand on the table. Aurora just watched. Paralyzed. Trying to understand what it meant. Then the Elder raised his arm again. “And beside him... the second squire.” People leaned forward. “The daughter of House Dorrah. A warrior since the age of eleven. Guardian of the paths of Tron.” Aurora turned her face away. “Trina.” Trina rose like an explosion of gold and silk. The hall reacted with less intense applause—but still respectful.

Where was the male lead when I was living in the basement with Cora, splitting a single bread roll into two meals? When I sold the house my mother, Lauren Webster, left me to help Cora get through her crisis, where was the male lead then? Now that Cora had become a billionaire CEO, what gave the male lead the right to swoop in and reap the rewards? "Darling, why are your hands so cold?" Cora asked cautiously. She looked down, her brow furrowing as she gently rubbed my hands. But as I looked at her beautiful face, only one thought filled my mind—she was going to force me into becoming a cheap thirst-trap live streamer for someone else's sake.

The referee came towards me and took my left hand, holding it up as the winner and I gave the crowd a bloodied smile, my eyes scanning them till they landed on Elias. He shook his head with a small smile and opened his arms as I ran towards him, hugging him. “Good job, kiddo. Undefeated, yet again,” he laughed, ruffling my hair, and I buried my face in his chest, calming myself down from the high I felt from fighting. I'm Rora, the strongest female of the Moonfang pack and I am the error. “Come on, kiddo. You need to wash off.” He pushed me back from him and stared at my form. My hair was sticking out everywhere and my braid was a mess. My clothes were dirty and my boots were stained with mu