Novelas y relatos de Hyperion

“The tailors will be here shortly.” “Tell me, are you related to the previous water nymph?” Atlas asked, with a tilt of his head. His towering height and deep voice made him horribly intimidating. The water nymph flushed, most likely from a bit of fear. It was a strange sight, considering her pale blue skin. Her blush seemed to turn her a few shades deeper, almost cerulean in color. “Or is there another reason you’re wearing her face?”

check it out: @RamataWrites -Rama

I quivered at the thought, "It would rain hellfire and brimstone. He's much stronger than me, I am only a half-blood remember. There isn't much I could do to help and I don't think I want to be part of a plan where its makers are going to potentially kill my father." "We don't want to kill your father," she reassured, her voice still coming out soft in my mind, "we simply want to seal him in Hell where he belongs. Zion can create an energy shield strong enough to keep him in there along with whatever following he has. He also wants to break the bridge, taking away their escape route to the moral realm." "Do you think Zion can do all this?" I thought, looking up at Ciana with curiosity colori

Thank you. #one_love

“Calm down, your hyperventilating. I am Annunaki, we are a warrior race who were created to serve the gods. We are created from their blood.” “Gods? I thought you were an alien? So, you’re really a demigod?” “Exactly. I understand that you are a little over whelmed. But we must make plans to depart soon, I need to get you to my ship so that I can do a proper scan to check on you and the baby’s health.” “Wait! What Baby!?” I shout shocked by his words “Ours of course, you are with child.” He said so nonchalantly as if he was merely telling me about a new purchase.

The Shem scout ship dropped out of hyper, scanned the three-planet system, and found what it was searching for. The Shem possessed two fleets, and this one, controlled by the Supreme intelligence known as the Hoon, consisted of no less than one thousand three hundred and forty seven heavily armed spacecraft.

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

The Curse Hera's Curse One hundred thousand years I curse your kind Each century you will find One human woman, not your mate This curse is now your fate I looked at Hera, my mother, goddess of marriage. She stood covered in blood, her anger burned, uncaring that she'd killed so many. "Mother, you've had your vengeance, you must not curse the ones who remain for a hundred thousand years." A crack of lightning, followed by a boom of thunder, lit up the skies. "After what Drakon did to your sister, you still have sympathy for their kind?"

“Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to “Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to keep its existence a secret. And, well, this poor guy's typical day at work isn't exactly a walk in the park. More laughter. Damien picked up a copy of Wild Fire. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to give you a taste of Kalti's world. The audience settled into their seats, relaxed but attentive. He opened the book near the beginning and began to read. "We have another press release." The words, spoken over the phone by Zachary Tennant at Sydney Morning Herald, hit Kalti with a straight right to the pit of the stomach. He

If it were an average human, the response would be to scream or run away, rather than calmly asking, “Who are you?” "I'm from the Quilue tribe." Wolfgang kept his promise. When she told him her true identity, he would also reveal his true identity. "Immortals human?" "Right" Selina nodded. She knew from Quilue. They are human but can regenerate and become immortal. The Quilue are people standing between humans and wolves. They must protect and keep the peace between the two species. “What did you come here for?” Selina was silent, then said, “Learn about people.”