Honeyfern Warriors Novels & Stories

They had to remove some doors due to the bullets . I didn't see Aaron since afternoon , They said he was working . I was curious what exactly he worked for or as , Ruth told me he ran clubs , But remembering how he pointed the gun at me at that old house I think they might just be some kind of drug dealers or something . ~&~

It was right in the middle of the passage and from where he stood, he could see the entire arena at one glance. The Commander's room had the splendid glance of the entire ground and with just one look through the window, anybody could see what was happening outside. Laurier took one glance at the arena before he proceeded to knock at the door. While he waited for his orders to enter, he noticed a group of soldiers running down the steps with enthusiasm. Their faces were filled with emotions he was too familiar with. There was fear, zest and excitement in them and it was all because of one reason. They were thrilled to put their skills into practice in the war that would start any day from no

But that girl was gone. For the next five years, I refused to be owned or put into a box. My time at the facility had gifted me a new ritual: hot Earl Grey tea with honey at sunset. The tea was sharp, like the desert air, but the honey was a promise I made to myself: I would never let the bitterness win. For twenty minutes every day, I wasn't a Hybrid, a survivor, or a daughter. I was one with the sunset, waiting for the moon to take its rightful place in the sky.