Historial Novels & Stories

she asks. “We have history books on all thing’s wolves. We need to read through those books and learn as much as possible. Learn what history has shown us in terms of what the risk is to the silver wolf,” I share with her. She looks down, “My reading is not strong,” she says. I look up and remember that she did not have much education when it came to reading.

“That’s strange.” Steve walked over. “What?” “There’s almost nothing attached to it.” “Run the historical records.” Dan pulled up the archived database. The search began. A few seconds passed. Then the results appeared. Dan scrolled. “Three years.” Steve moved closer. “Keep going.” “Four.” Another page. “Five.” Dan continued. “Six.” “Seven.” “Eight.” He stopped. Steve looked at him. “What?” Dan opened another archive. “Nine.” Steve’s expression changed.

Damon glanced annoyed at the talker, making clear that he hadn’t spotted the male holding me. “You know each other?” I asked in disbelief. ”Yes. It’s been-, how long? Around 200 years?” even if Vadas spoke calmly I could sense tension coming in waves from him. He grabbed me so tight that it hurt. Damon was worse, he didn’t try to be polite, smirking in distaste. “Maybe.”, “But I’m not interested in reunions”. He replied frankly, switching his burning gaze to me. “Shall we?” he asked, extending a hand.

"That would never happen. The thirst of keeping the kingdom alive runs in her blood. Even if the Solanki bloodline fails, I am sure the Moretti bloodline won't." The duel in his mind kept on going and he drifted into his sleep. Myra was busy while talking to Arjun. He showed her pictures of his family by mentioning their names and the relation they share. After a certain time Myra gave up. She understood keeping track of this historical family is tougher than clearing world history exams. Myra folded her hands and asked for forgiveness. Arjun pulled her cheek by saying, "Once you start knowing them from your heart, you won't be able to forget them."

A walked towards him. “She is at the back.” he signalled to me. I gave him a thumbs up and walked towards the back of the plaza. After attending to another customer, Emma went to the back of the Plaza to clear her head for a little while. She heard some noise, she guessed the rush hour was here so she breathed out and try to regain her strength so she can go back to her post. Suddenly, the door knob clicked open. Emma thought it was her boss to scold her, she pressed her eye lids tightly shrinking at the thought of being shouted on but it was someone else entirely. Emma waited for a second, no word was uttered. She had to turn around to see who bumped in and there he was. She didn’t recogniz