Goldeen Novels & Stories

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

Maybe he was just better at hiding it. Shirt went on, pants went on, leaving only a delicate silver circlet – set in the middle by a black onyx gemstone – as nowhere to be found. I spent a panicked few minutes rifling through my drawers while Dornell looked on, concerned, before finally, with a gasp of relief I unveiled it, hiding among my underwear.

His ride dipped down so that Gavin could return the wave and share a smile with Nya before the dragon shot back up into the air, its wings flapping furiously to gain the proper height. One of the dragons, a large green one with no rider, fluttered down from the sky and came to rest not far away from where they were standing. He quickly transformed into a familiar form. Nya cringed. It was Gator. At least his clothing stayed with him, as it had with Slate and Flint, and he wasn’t standing there undressed. “Gator! It’s great to see you!” Flint said, running over to clasp hands with the trainer. “You as well,” Gator said. His eyes fell on Nya, and he grumbled something that might’ve been a gree

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

I replied. "An ally of Green huh." Another chirped irritatedly. "Have you heard the name, Zeus?" I asked in a sinister voice and their eyes exclaimed immediately. They quickly conjured a fireball, launching it towards us. I flipped my fingers and the ball of fire scattered into red butterflies. Their jaws dropped. "My turn." I toned again and then I flipped my finger again. They stared in horrific awe as they struggled to move their bodies but to no avail. My eyes turned blue again and I flipped my fingers one more time.

The tattoos were quite intriguing. ‘This guy is really big' Kimberly thought to herself, not taking her eyes off his large biceps. He eyed her suspiciously. She couldn’t help but swallow hard from fear because the person standing before her looked powerful, there was no denying that, but what caught her attention the most in all of his features were his captivating grey eyes, she couldn’t help but get lost in them. Kimberly gazed at the stranger’s eyes then she noticed that they flickered from grey to yellow and then back to grey. She flinched away in fear, wondering what the hell just happened. It seems she was slowly imagining things or probably starting to go crazy.

Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from the ones we ate earlier, but it only got blown by the wind. "Another insult!" She yelled. "Sierpenti lives in the ocean. Like I said, he has a tail, fins, and gills that make him move faster than any other being in the water. Well, after all, he is a God." "So . . . He's a mermaid?" "What on Luminozenko is a mermaid?" We stared at one another for a good couple of minutes until she tried to throw another paper cupcake at me. Poor cupcake paper.

We reach Elsa and low and behold, she is standing right in front of a spring! "I swear it's a miracle Eden! It's a miracle! We are not going to die!!! We won't die! We have found water! See! It's real water! I even tasted it! Come see! We can finally have a bath!!!! Eden I swear we will get a promotion!" She screams joy flowing out of her. I stand grinning at her excitement and she drags me to the spot where the water is flowing out of the ground and she starts splashing me with it.

The drag of his own footsteps over the sand. So he walked. The place had no measure. No wind. No scent he could trust. Just darkness and the weak path of light beneath his feet. He walked until a slick patch broke the line of sand ahead—a shallow pool of thick black liquid, dull as tar. Gildeon crouched and reached toward it, touching the surface with the tip of one claw. It looked like tar. It did not smell like tar. The pool moved. A wet arm burst out of it—scaled, clawed, shaped too much like his own.

Beautiful and sexy had to be an understatement when she walked in with that lingerie on. I wasn’t like the others; I’m an Alpha, not moved by the slightest of things and women, such evil weapons known to be the greatest killers of men. They are more effective than poison, and I must say, they rupture every part of your organ till you can’t breathe no more. “Check out her background for me.” Gemy saluted. He has drawn the arrow out of his legs and has found a way to remove the wolfs bane from his body. He didn’t waste time heading out the door; the fear of getting hit was quite terrifying.