Gwain Saga Novels & Stories

Gwen shouts, sprinting in the opposite direction. Being in my larger dragon form, it takes me a moment to maneuver around to face her. By the time I am face to face with Gwen, I see she has picked up a stray sword from the ground and has already pierced Prince Geoffrey. Geoffrey’s hands that were placed on Gwen’s shoulders trying to stop her leaving fall limp at his sides as he crumples to the ground.

So this option is also out of line. After her whole family comes back, grandpa again narrates how Mayuri helps them. If Shanaya is not aware, then she might never find this strange behavior of grandpa, he is too much into Mayuri, like he is talking about only Mayuri. "She uses the rigs magic on him" Shanaya hears the voice of Red. "For how long it will remain?" Shanaya questions.

Aurora let the arrow loose into the gnome's thigh--at least she assumed it was his thigh as he was so oddly shaped-- and sent the gnome backwards into his comrades. The other two creatures regained their footing and were on the group within moments. Gandr and Zan, each with a knife in hand, engaged the combatants in a clash of steel. "A portal for these fools would be nice," Gandr called to Asha. The fairy closed her eyes and held her breath. An ethereal hole appeared behind the gnomes, and Gandr and Zan happily pushed their enemy into it. The two males brushed off their hands. "That was easy," Zan said. "I thought...watch out!"

“Talen Gawaine?” Heath sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. “He has claimed Aislen as his mate, except that he is being very careful about just how he puts it as he’s obviously gotten a good measure of Aislen’s personality and worked out that she will pretty much pit herself against anything that resembles a command.” “You are familiar with his name?” “I wasn’t at first,” Heath confessed. “But it wasn’t hard to dig into him a bit. He is mentioned a few times in the historical records.”

Gwen I climbed down from my horse and ran blindly in the snow. Arrows darken the sky like a swarm of deadly hornets, raining down upon the combatants with relentless fury. Shields clash as soldiers form a shield wall, bracing against the onslaught. Swords flash in the sunlight, carving through the chaos with deadly precision. Amidst the chaos, champions emerge, their valour shining like beacons in the midst of darkness. But they are slaughtered. They rally their comrades, leading charges and striking down foes with legendary prowess. Yet, even the bravest warriors falter in the face of overwhelming odds.

He slid his finder into the disfigured round key-holder and continued to walk towards the restaurant. As Williams walked towards the door Gwenevere joined him on the aisle that led people in. Suddenly, the door came open and three little children ran out heading towards Williams and Gwenevere. Not seeing the two adults approaching them, they crashed into them and caused a messy collision. Williams and Gwenevere clashed into each other and in his bid to keep his stance, the pointy head of his key holder hooked her skirt. As he moved, it pulled her skirt and in a split second, ripped it in two. With a sharp intake of oxygen, Gwenevere froze and raised her head up.

Mates. Yeah, I need to have that talk with Mother. What will be the cost of getting my Sigmas mated? She’ll probably tell me she wanted one grandchild per match. I would be surprised if she asked for anything else. Twelve Sigmas would equate to a dozen children. Nia would kill me. Food for thought, I inquired while staring at the road ahead, “Why don’t you have a mate? Was there never a woman whom you've loved?” Gawain did not respond right away. Eventually, he said heartbreakingly, “Sigmas cannot mark anyone. Our marks never imprint. We can love, but we cannot form that type of sacred bond with anyone. Our sole purpose is for you.”

I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there. I don't fully trust Henry for now but he wasn't as bad as I had imagined him to be. He has been quite helpful, one could say. I wanted to sever all ties with Sage and not ever walk back into his life or have anything to do with him but fate had other plans for us, now I am bounded to him completely. I am carrying his heir and I’m sure if not now, sooner or later he’d come to figure out my whereabouts, I can hide under Henry's cocoon for too long

She could finally hear her mother call out to her. “Cherry.” “Mom.” “Listen to me please. Do you see the woman who handed you the necklace?” “Yes.” “She's a friend. I need you to go with them. They are there to bring you back home.” “Okay.” The Good Witch cast a levitation spell on the girl and she was able to get her out of the tree. Then she had Isabella's father hand her the water sack. She poured the contents over the girl's tail. Her scales stopped flaking and her wounds stop bleeding. The witch took out the shell.

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.