Novelas y relatos de Gandalf

In the early morning sun, Elaine could still see Andrew's grin as he left her in the shadows of the night. “You idiot,” The knight murmured, fingering the bright gold letters of the book, thinking she should have let him kiss her for what he’d done. Both so frustrating and yet the salvation of her people, “You wonderful idiot.” Elaine took a seat in the wooden chair, her hand opening the age-old book. Eyes scanned the countless names and gifts of fire, ice, and even wind. Some could speak into minds, and those who were so powerful they could bring down kingdoms or even end the 200’s year war.

he says simply, like that answers my question. It doesn’t. Not really. “What about showering? How do you heat the water?” He sighs, like my questions are an inconvenience. “Fire, Greer.” I stop walking, glaring up at him. “I never told you my name.” “Your boss speaks loudly,” he says, looking down at me like I’m bothersome. “How did Gandalf the executioner know my name?” His mouth quirks once in what might be amusement, then smooths away so quickly I wonder if I imagined it.

His sword gleamed in the faint light. From the shadows emerged a figure draped in tattered black robes. His appearance was otherworldly—gaunt but commanding, with piercing silver eyes that seemed to glow faintly. His long hair, streaked with grey and white, cascaded down his back. He looked both regal and broken, as if he’d once been someone of immense power but had been stripped of it. “I am Eryndor,” the man said, his voice deep and resonant. “Keeper of the Obsidian Plains, though that title means little now.”

Immediately, the door to the inner suite opened, and Gandolf stepped out with a middle-aged man. The attire of this middle-aged man was quite unsettling. The fabric and style of his clothes looked like they were meant for the dead rather than the living. "Allow me to introduce this man formally. This is Elton Reynolds, a revered figure from the Witch Sect," Jace said while pointing to the oddly dressed middle-aged man.

I was overwhelmed by the kind hearted gesture they showed to a human. Gaya had come to find help for her ailing son. He was still born, he couldn't breathe. I watched the fox king give up one of his tails for the boy. He air to his lungs and breath to his nostrils. He gave him life. The boy could breathe again

my father questioned. “Because we need to save my mother first. Our enemy is a bigger deal than we could’ve ever imagined,” she replied. King Aragon turned to King Brennus, shooting him a look. “Carlton is Eligor.” “As in the dark wizard from Advalur?” my grandfather asked. “The very one,” King Brennus confirmed. “How is that possible?” my father asked.

Isabella looked around as women stood under running water washing their bodies, some of them like her looked as if they had been kidnapped as well and were sobbing while others chatted amicably to one another as if the whole situation was strange. A girl with long blond hair that was wearing a torn and bloodied blue dress took notice of Isabella standing there and walked over. " Hi my name is Mina," she said timidly. " My name is Isabella do you know what's happening?" Isabella asked to which Mina shakes her head.

As Eleanor looked around the house, she once more couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of the place. “Are they all this huge…” she muttered to herself as her eyes met with some of the guards. They all had this muscular frame and bulky bodies. She was yet to meet one with a smaller body frame. She wondered if they all got it from what they fed or was it from their rigorous trainings. From the little Catherine had told her, she could tell the arrogant rude man that claimed to be her mate is the Alpha and their leader. “Arthur…that’s his name…” she muttered silently to herself. His name alone made her hate him. The thought of home spurred inside of her and she wondered what uncle Bob and her

“Isaac” “Isaac” The voice keeps on calling me again, repeatedly. It is just like an echo that keeps on bouncing. I walk to find the voice who is calling me but I was surprised that I am no longer inside my apartment. I am in a forest and I heard different voices from different people and I can’t understand what they are saying. I heard a gunshot too that is why I got scared and hid in the tall grass to save myself from what was going on. I didn’t know what was happening but I could sense that it was not good. I heard the voices again and I saw them, they were looking for something. They are human-like but they are giants. Some of them have three eyes but most of them have seven faces and eac

“It’s nice to meet you all.” A man from the elf army walked towards me his dark brown hair was long and braided down his back, but the sides of his head were bald, he had the same high cheekbones and pointed chin that Tyr had but he had broader shoulders and was a few inches taller than Tyr his eyes were a pale blue that almost looked white. “This is General Moon.” Tyr introduced him. “Call me Frey,” he smiled at my sisters and me. “Why are you running from the Goblin army?” Tyr asked me.