Evil White Bird From Rio Novels & Stories

My mother was worried about my revelations, and my father was trying to control his frustration. My thoughts were interrupted as Rio came charging towards me. He looked mad as hell. “Rylan? What the hell are you talking about? I heard you say about Eliza and the White Wolf. Are you even more crazy than before?” Rio called from behind me as I left my parent's study. Whirling around crossly at my brother's lack of knowledge, I bared my teeth at him. "Rio, I'm not crazy, and this is serious!" I snapped, frustration evident in my voice. "Eliza is the white wolf, and I have proof. You have to trust me on this."

She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her. Her legs felt like jellies and she almost crawled to the bed and sat down on it, she placed her hand on her chest one more time and closed her eyes, God, I’m alive, I am really alive, she thought as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears blurred her vision. Her father was the scariest men she had ever seen and she hated seeing him angry but this man, the man she just saw? She would gladly watch her father angry a million times than have another scene with that monster. It was as if his eyes were an empty vacuum, no, bottomless pit of he

Tomorrow night, I would leave Sicelia. After finishing my last shift and collecting my pay, I walked out of the restaurant. A familiar black Lamborghini was parked at the entrance to the plaza. Before I could step closer, fireworks suddenly lit up the sky over downtown Palemore. Then, countless drones formed words in the night sky. [SALVATORE LOVES IRENE FOREVER!]

Reminding me why the Black family need to be wiped off the face of the planet like the stains that they are. She steps back, nibbling on her lower lip, looking like a lost deer caught in headlights. “I get the feeling this conversation isn’t over?” “Far from it, Little Bird,” I state firmly. “Fair enough. We both have questions that only we can answer.” The corners of her mouth curl upwards, almost touching the corners of her eyes that are filled with remorse and sorrow. I watch as she turns around and climbs into the bath, wincing in pain as she lowers herself into the water. A sense of wrath takes over my heart, making me thirsty for blood and vengeance.

Hector carried Valerie on his dragon back and flew towards the dark forest. In the dark forest, all the souls got their peace from the suffering and the trauma Irina put them through. But to travel to the other world, they had to leave their hatred, resentment, and murderous thoughts behind. So many souls left their darkness behind, someone had to take it in. And that someone is the Raven Prince.

"She knows a lot already. I will kill her. You will confirm if she's your mate. I brought the dagger. Once she bleeds to death so quick then she's the wrong one. I want to prove that to you" "But..." The door flung open revealing Mia. She had opened the door, her mistake. Carly thought immediately "Carly?" A hand slightly pushed Mia behind revealing the second person. She was wearing all purple but with a ninja mask. "Hi" She said "Raven!" Luca yelled. He had fought little with her and had known how good she was. "I see the hunt began in a fresh way today. The report I got from my men is that your mimions at the south have been captured. You know I would need more experiments on your kind bu

I frowned. AIKON The bottle of wine almost slips on my hand. I suddenly became out of focus for the first time. I looked up and saw the person responsible for it. “Black Dragon.” I shivered upon thinking of his name. I can’t believe he was him. The famous Black Dragon. The invincible. No mission failed. I sighed and was shocked when the bottle slips on my hand. Then someone catches it and spoke. “Hyung, is there something wrong?” it was the twin that substituted me a while ago.

I hyperventilated for air, breathing heavily when I woke up, looking around the area to see where I was. I felt a drop of water gush down to my forehead. I raised my hand, then touched it. What is this? I jerked when I heard chirps coming from the birds. I looked up and saw them flying across the atmosphere. The sky was so clear, and I even saw a rainbow from where I was positioned.

It slipped off the shelf into her waiting hand, the pages already turning to the very entry her mind was seeking. Strangely, the bird was observing her just as intently, an intelligence in its gaze as it watched the pages of the book open without her hand. She brought the book in front of her and glanced down to look at the photograph of the harpy eagle. The eyes were round and shining with intelligence, but they were not black. The eyes in the picture were a bright amber with a black pupil. She let out her breath slowly. Something was wrong with her bird.

He looked like a Spirit wolf. The Gamma launched at him, but Damien successfully dodged. The Gamma attacked again, and Damien dodged. They were at it for a while with Damien dodging every attack. It was clear Alex didn't want to hurt him. Getting frustrated he turned to mist to attack, but Damien did something no spirit wolf had ever done before. He stood on his hind legs, grabbed the head of the mist and pinned it down. A golden light began to emit from him. The rest of the pack backed away, afraid of being touched by the light. The Gamma became whole again under Damien's paws, and Alex spoke in what seemed like a roar.