Keeper Of The Lost Cities Book 2 Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

Erriene asked again and again if he would know where to look for Aefstine, seeming very concerned. If he really had seen what he claimed he have, Alarick couldn't blame him for having nightmares. He had them too. Every time he looked at the mountains, he wondered if one day, those giants would break through and try to claim the land back. Never once had he thought that he would be the one to break the contract. But really, it was the giants who broke the seal. It was them who betrayed his people. Alarick breathed through his nose and remembered the night before.

his gaze darts to Joshua beside him, “stuff. Just when everything’s at a breaking point, the heroic Apions swoop in and adopt us like we're a bunch of orphans.” My shoulders rise and slump back down heavily. “What were they supposed to do? Reject us. Its clear to them, dad and us, that we’ve only been aware of each other’s existence, not that long ago,” I retort. “Be that as it may. It doesn’t change the fact that this place is creepy as f. C’mon bro, you saw all the houses we drove past before we got here. No gates or fences. Then comes the Apions with iron gates and armed, call-of-duty, guards manning the property.”

Together, they faced the city's final challenges—a gargantuan guardian, awakened by their intrusion, and a harrowing trial that tested their resolve and bond as explorers. In a climactic battle, Alex and Vanessa overcame the guardian, harnessing their combined strength and cunning. Their victory allowed them to reach the artifact, but as they touched it, a surge of energy coursed through their bodies, and they were thrust into a realm of visions—a glimpse into the city's past and its profound connection to the world. Emerging from the vision, Alex and Vanessa stood in awe, realizing that the enigma of the lost city was not just about treasures or history—it was about the preservation of know

What could it hurt, after all? "I am a Reaver," I purred, my voice low and smooth. Roxy's eyes widened, a flicker of surprise dancing across her face. I was certain she had stumbled upon the chapters detailing my kind in the book she'd been reading. Three entire chapters were devoted to Reavers, and they were nestled near the beginning of the book. Given that she was now halfway through, I assumed she had already devoured those particular pages.

But she is a welcome fucking addition that both Titan and I enjoy. When I got back to Katrina's, she was sitting in the living room across from a man dressed in all black with a hood over his head. It was clear he didn't want to be seen or recognized. "Ramses, this is Thayne, he is the last Keeper besides myself." She said. I nodded to him and took a seat next to Katrina, putting my hand on her leg as they spoke.

“Once upon a time, a very long time ago, there lived vampires, witches, werewolves, and other magical creatures such as elves and fairies in perfect harmony. While vibrating at a level that kept us in a dimension above this one, our world resembled this one greatly. It was more colorful, lush, and vibrant, but laid out pretty much the same. We had similar wildlife, but no humans. This is the only plane of existence where mere humans can be found. “Our world had one superior God-like king. That was King Landon. Then, there were lesser queens who oversaw the kingdoms of wolves, vampires, witches, etcetera. One day an argument over territory broke out between the vampire and the werewolf queen

The last page in the book 📕 was the magic cercle used to seal the continent with a note < It's weird this cercle it's not like the seal cercle we knew from the magic book>. He opened the second book 📖 , it was empty he tried to search anything hidden but he didn't found anything. He put the first book in his backpack when he closed the second book the tattoo shines and he the book opens and a 3D hologram of an elf went out and he began recount the story, he talked about a new race the amphibious they were super strong in the water he talked about his journey in other continents and he said that he meets some elves and humans from another continent.

It has an ornate metal clasp on the front which locks the pages giving the illusion of it being a box. I run my fingers over the clasp and it clicks open. I feel my wolf push to the front of my mind but I'm so engrossed in the book I hardly even notice. I open the cover carefully and look at it. On the inscription page is some writing and a hand drawn picture of a wolf in black ink. I read the inscription out loud. 'Journal of Lycius 1800AD' "Where does it say that?" Hunter says looking over my shoulder.

Reese turned his gaze to him. “Bastian, the son of City Councilor Thompson, informed us about an hour ago that he had gone to the park with two friends because they heard strange noises. It must have been a young oryx that fell into one of the traps, around here. ”He pointed to an area with two traps marked. “When they saw what was in there, they probably wanted to run away again, but the rest of the pack turned up. Two of them were believed to have been killed on the spot. Bastian managed to save himself in a tree, but he is also injured and is losing a lot of blood. He hasn't called for twenty minutes. "

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2