Eragon Kindle Novels & Stories

“It’s a living seal. It’s reading us.” “Reading what?” Caleb demanded, trying to keep his voice low. “Our thoughts? Our blood?” “All of it,” Eron murmured. “It decides who may pass.” Ava’s shard flared in answer, sending a line of light crawling across the silver runes. She staggered a half-step, gripping the wall for balance. In her mind, images flared — chains of light, a great hall filled with shadows, a throne of bone and iron. The presence inside her pressed forward, hungry.

She sends him flying into the wall. She walks to the window where her dragon sets fire to the kingdom of Gandigos, “It was nice seeing you again, Regi.” The king's feels his view start to fade as he watches her walk away into the thunderstorm. RISE OF LEGENDS Book #1 In TLOA Series A.C Elegbede

I stepped closer until I wrapped my arms around him from behind. “What are you out here?” I murmured. He didn’t answer immediately, his hand just came up, resting lightly over mine. “Why are you here?” He chuckled. “I should be asking you.” "I’m thinking.” I rested my chin against his shoulder, “About?” He paused for a while, then—“ You know Eron, the one with the dirty blonde hair—“ I said nothing because I didn’t know who he was talking about. He continued, “Eron,” he said. “Third line. Favors his left side when he’s tired. Then, Martins, he’s more roughed up and energetic when he’s very scared. He just pretends he isn’t—“

she replied softly her eyes downcast. "Celeste?" Azian echoed, "Legions mate." At this, all of them held their breaths, "there is a story of a king who promised more than he could give, who sparked a hatred so deep, it turned a soul rotten to the core," Erania shook her head, her lava hair sticking down her intricate back where all sort of markings were spread, "there is a magic that began at the beginning of time, Magic so dark even gods have no say,"

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

Seeing him pissed, Xieaniel slowly took the ceramic jar from Olive’s hand, which she gladly let go of. “General…” Xieaniel whispered, and only then did Nathan notice the ceramic jar. It was ombre blue and red that has the emblem of La Elora. Venice felt her chest tighten. Seeing her pale face, John quickly walked behind her. “B-Boss is… here…” Olive whispered as if she didn’t quite believe her own words. Kate flinched when Raith lost his strength and his glass shattered on the floor. Oriana and Mix gasp loudly and cover their mouths in disbelief. Leon froze on his sport, unable to believe the words of his twin.

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

These were my dreams, they might be useful to you and I'm sorry for betraying us was written on the second page and on the third page of the book, The Sargon's of 1104 (before the war) was written on it m stands for married Cyril Sargon m Soroya Adelio = Adrian Sargon, Baron Sargon, Shiza Sargon Adrian Sargon m Alyssa Leroy = Sabriana Sargon, Aricia Sargon, Farsiris Sargon, Saina Sargon, Tiana Sargon, Avantica Sargon, Zara Sargon, Damyanti Sargon, Irene Sargon "I guess this is where I comes in" I murmured to myself when I saw Irene Sargon

~Reika~ Eragon was my saviour. I liked the way he carried himself and how he was the true image of confidence. He'd been so kind to me that I couldn't help but seek his presence all the time. I enjoyed the stories of his journeys that he told me and found myself agreeing to whatever he said even if it didn't make sense. He was so wise and intelligent and the way he spoke volumes of that. He loved to read books, something I deeply admired about him, and had the weird habit of running his hands through his long hair every minute. He has been nothing but polite and gentle with me which made me sometimes wonder if he was truly a rogue. The thought never came to me at first but after spending mor