Novel & Cerita Cowboy Alchemist Fanfiction

Still distant. I realized I was staring and forced myself to look away. Back to the tray. Back to being invisible. That was Lycian Valor. The future Alpha of one of the most powerful wolf packs in the country. And me? I was the girl serving drinks in a borrowed dress and shoe. Our worlds didn’t overlap. Not even close.

By then, nothing would clear their name no matter what they said. Alex, of course, knew this, hence why he refrained himself, and Fane could tell. Alex stared at him so spitefully yet wordlessly. He turned to look at Buck Tooth, wondering when Buck Tooth would give up. Alas, Alex had already snapped at that point. In just a moment, Alex's voice could be heard again, remarking determinedly, "You're an alchemist. How talented can you possibly be in martial arts? You probably can't even get the smallest soul crystal!"

“Stop talking. I don’t want to hear it.” “I’m going to get it back.” He completely ignored my protest and lifted me into his arms. “Come on, try being on top.” … I slapped my forehead hard and took a deep breath. “I went somewhere very far away. Ore needs to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, you know. The quality sold here definitely isn’t as good as what you find yourself. You’re an alchemist—you should understand that.” Xia and Tis nodded as if they half understood. I smiled with satisfaction and turned to walk toward Ina’s workshop. But just as I crossed the street and stood in front of the workshop door, Xia’s loud voice traveled across the street and through the crowd:

The faint smell of sweet almonds and sulfur still lingered in the damp air, but the canvas wrapper was gone, and the small heap of dry thistles by the rock wall had been crushed flat by the boots of the guard. "Noah!" he roared, his voice cracking against the low roof as he scrambled to his knees, his bare chest heaving under the gray coating of dried mud and ash. He didn't find the boy. He found a small scrap of parchment torn from the back of the Alchemist's book, pinned to the flat stone by the sapphire ring he’d left in my palm. The ink was dark, smeared by the wet frost of the dawn, the three words written in the shaky, precise script of the Southern counting houses: The lie is finished

Paxton. His dark hair was tousled from the ride, and those piercing eyes that had looked right through me in the cafeteria were now fixed on my helmeted face with an intensity that made my skin burn. Even in the shadowy alley, he was devastatingly handsome—all sharp jawlines and that dangerous smile that had gotten him in trouble with Gabriel just days ago. But there was something else now, something primal in the way he looked at me that made my dormant wolf stir restlessly in the depths of my soul, still locked away by whatever curse kept her silent. Of course it's him. Of all the riders who could have followed me...

There was something about him, and I didn’t think he was a dealer at all. He looked like… he was covered in some sort of darkness that felt heavy on the ground. His hands were moving and I saw something shine under the cloak of dark he wore. They were symbols, this was not a dealer… he was an alchemist. I twisted through two more dead body guards, tearing one’s neck completely with my teeth. The other had a smaller build and my claws around his neck squeezed until I felt the spine snap. There were two wolves on Mara but she was handling it. She had already slashed one considerably.

Alpha Calvin, paced around his room again. he'd been doing that alot since his mate got kidnapped. he was meant to be happy now that she was found, but he felt uneasy. what did his dirtbag of a brother do to her? why couldn't she remember him? he was about to go to the beta's domain to meet his brother because the omega wolf he sent to him never came back. but before he could do that, he already heard the news of Alexis, his mate's return.

I kinda cut him off but I am impatient and both Austin and Grant take their sweet arse time getting the words out. Today at 1500. She has an appointment everyday at 1500, until she says she’s done with it. Anything I need to prepare Alaina? Prepare? Does she need to censor the supernatural part, is the doctor a woman… what information can I tell her? OH! The doctor is a werefox, so no censoring needed, and her name is Alexia Erickson. Perfect thank you. Just as we hit the main floor I stop and gently pull Alaina into a hug. When I release her I hold onto her shoulders, keeping her in place and look her in the eye.

he hissed, his voice laced with a hint of desperation. Vivian’s smile was cold, devoid of warmth. “Don’t underestimate me, Khael. I’m more than just a wife and a teacher. I’m a wolf, and my loyalty lies with my pack, with my family. And if Mateo wants to push me, I’ll fight back with every ounce of my strength. Tell him that.” Hesitantly, Khael sheathed his claws, his bravado replaced by a cautious uncertainty. He knew she wouldn"t hesitate to use the wolfsbane. He knew she was dangerous, a force to be reckoned with.

’ 'Inform her it’s safe to come out now and tell her to bring her healing potions to administer to the remaining injured. 'Yes, Alpha,' Nathan says and races toward the castle. 'Who’s Kayla?' Hope asks in a weak voice. 'She’s the pack's alchemist. Now, let's get you inside so you can rest.' By the time I enter our chambers, Hope is sound asleep and looks so darn cute. I pull the silk coverings up to keep Hope warm and kiss her gently on the forehead. Alex and Nathan run across the field into each other's arms. It almost looks romantic to watch. You would think they were mates the way they ran toward each other.