Jean Gunnhildr Novels & Stories

When they nodded, she continued, “and you’re a jackass for thinking she could not help us find her.” “I am sorry, but I will not allow you to look with u,” I said to Edith. “It is dangerous.” She did not react violently as I said it. Her eyes just stayed at me, and then for the first time, she opened her mouth. “Ik un elp.” she mightily said. It was not clear, but I knew what it meant, I can help. All of her sisters were stunned, Agnes even quickly wipe the tear forming in her eyes. It was the first time they heard her too.

I look pointedly at Johnathan. "I am sorry" he walks away with teary eyes and head held down. I understand him, he loved this girl like his own after he lost his wife and daughter. She doesn't deserve a father like him. "I wouldn't have done this to another girl. But the way you tried to sabotage Thea's life, I don't even feel sorry about this" with that Orphelia pours a chemical on to her head which makes the girl cry in pain. That liquid will make her bald. The hair on her head, eyebrows, lashes where ever it touches, it will kill the hair follicles making her look a little weird without eyebrows and eyelashes or hair on her head.

Isabel on the other hand recalled the incident at the Greenwood pack. While she was in her lycan form fighting off the rogues, her vision enabled her to catch a glimpse of something from a distance. When she concentrated her vision on the object, she realized it was an extremely large rogue staring directly at her with a hostile glare, but that didn’t distract her from focusing on the war, as she killed every one of the filthy rogues she laid her hands on. But what left her flabbergasted and made her understand why they aimed for the Greenwood pack was after she was done killing the rogues and was ready to attack the large werewolf she assumed was the leader of the rogues, it reached her thr

We had French, Spanish, Norwegian, Latin, Czech, German and Danish to choose from. I chose French. I had already been learning it in Pakistan. I took my stuff and went to my French class. It was already half full. I quickly took a seat in the middle row and wore my glasses. After sometime a lady who looked to be in her late twenties came in. She was of average height and had a very pretty hour glass figure. She was dressed in a white long sleeved shirt tucked in a black skirt and wore black flats. Her black hair was put in a ponytail. There was one thing about her that surprised me though. It was her face. Never have I seen a face this ugly. I'm serious. I guess what she lacked in facial bea

SYLVIA Queen Eira touched Frigg’s shoulder, “Pull yourself together, daughter. This is not how a princess should behave.” I watched Frigg’s demeanor change. Her icy blue eyes shone with a green fire as her wolf fought to take over. “Easy now,” King Ulberg warned as the door opened and a tall, broad-shouldered strawberry blonde warrior strode in. “You called for me, My King?” Gunnor bowed respectfully. He had a deep, sultry voice and I just knew it sent all kind of shivers through Frigg.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax. “Because, of all my lives, this is the only one where I came to meet Aunt Margarette and Finrod!” As Ellaine swallowed the Hristoax, her whole body glowed. She felt new energy flow in her veins empowering her. Her perplexed mind became instantly cleared and her senses were improved. “No!” Ánië tossed Finrod away. “You thief!” She attacked Ellaine who released a beam of light, hurling her couple of feet away. Ellaine stared at her hands, taken aback. She is a witch. From the human pillar? But she already met Alderon, the human wizard.

She came over to where I was sitting and sat at the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for my response. I sighed and stared hard at the ceiling before I closed my eyes. "Because..." "...I don't have dignity anymore." "I...don't have a face to show." * * * * "Whoooooooo!" Clap! Clap! Clap! "Yeah!" "You're beautiful, Magda!" People kept on shouting here and then in the entertainment club as I danced on the stage. My name in the club was Magda. I didn't use my real name here just to hide my identity even if my neighbors already knew what kind of woman I was.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

I wave goodbye and she drives away. ************************************** I get into the school find my way to my locker. I'm surprised I didn't even have to ask for directions. I pack my stuff in it and stay only with my calculus text book. The first class we have today. Oh boy, I love calculus... "Is that your real hair??" A girl says from behind me with a shriek. I turn around and meet a beautiful tall brunette with glasses on dressed in tight Jeans and a cute crop top. "um yeah..." I answer her nervously..