Crona Novels & Stories

Pasalamat sya, pasado ang kakyutan nya sa akin. Zoenia Roxy Crammer is an 19 years of existence and the twin of Stellaluna Cray Crammer but Fraternity sila so hindi napapagkamalan. Childish sya opposite sa kambal nya because like i said m*****a tung bruhang luna nato ang pagkakasimilarities lang ata nila is..... pareho silang..... MAARTE.... Maarte ako but duh, hindi gaanong kalala tulad nila.... Fine lahat kami Maarte but it doesn't include our baby girl....

“It doesn’t matter.” I blink, caught off guard by his calm tone. “What do you mean, ‘it doesn’t matter’? We’re still missing crucial information.” Arkyn crosses his arms, a grim smile tugging at his lips. “Creed’s sending his witch, Nova. She’s already on her way. She’s dealt with this coven before and has some information that’s going to work in our favor.”

"She does, and I bet this study help thing is just a plan to get closer to you. " He seems to think about it, twisting his head to the path she took before he looks back at me. "Her loss. I don't see her that way. " "You don't see any girl that way. " I point out and he nods. "I have Veronica. " "You have a crush on Veronica. They're two different things. " I say and he glares at me. "Must you always spoil this for me?" I let out a laugh. "I'm sorry, but it's just the truth. "

Kriss frowned, displeased at the sight. “Did we come all the way here to look at a plain rock?” Vera asked, tilting her head in confusion. “Yeah, there is nothing great about it.” Avin nodded, putting his hand on his waist. “Is it a prank?” Kriss asked, turning to Zadicus. “Nope. It is what it is. This is the strongest rock, it shines golden when it finds its host willingly.” Zadicus shrugged, gesturing to them to turn and leave.

How I would like to dive into the picture, into the girl whose only problems were hunting and an empty stomach. _____________ Ayla Marin, born April 17, 2045 New Age to Revans and Laura Marin - he starts reciting from memory, laying out my life. - Unemployed, hunter and clandestine fighter. She goes to school occasionally, her grades are low, and she has a list of infractions that would land her in jail in most cities. In short, you are poor, rude, immoral, limited, simple-minded, bitter, stubborn: a plague on your sector and my kingdom. It takes me a while to absorb the shock of such frank words. But I don't object. He's absolutely right. The king rises. At this close range, I can see that

said another. Dev sat around the living room with his mother and the Saxenas. He kind of felt nervous. One, ever since he could remember, Rajan Saxena, a retired NRI, was never-so-friendly looking. With his haphazard smile, close-cut hair, square jaw and stony face, he looked more like a retired cop than an NRI. Dev dared not look at him. He feared that Rajan with his black, beady eyes could see right through him and access his deepest, dirtiest secrets, one that only he knew.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

She closed he eyes as she breathed in and out slowly. "Hey! I can't believe I forgot to show you this", Anna's loud voice was heard again and Kaylee opened her eyes to look at it. "Wow, it's pretty", Kaylee said when she saw it. It was a pink butterfly with a blue design on it. It was the size of a key holder and it had the circular iron thing stuck to it so Kaylee did not have to guess what it was but she liked it already. No girl can resist that, it was really pretty.

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped. NO. To be continued.......