Keeper Of The Lost Cities Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

The survivors nearby watched nervously. Waiting. Hoping Renn would explain. Instead he whispered a single sentence. "The legends were true." A knot formed in my stomach. "What legends?" Renn stared toward the distant horizon. Toward the thirteen rising fortresses. Toward the giants awakening beneath the earth. "The Keeper." The word carried weight. Ancient weight. "What keeper?" The old scholar swallowed. "The Keeper of the Key." The world seemed to grow colder. Even the fire beside us dimmed slightly. As though reality itself was listening.

Then the Keeper appeared beside them. Then: "Before the Crowns." Silence. Then: "Before the Throne." Then: "Before the prison." The city shimmered. Alive. Thriving. Perfect. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Rowan pointed. Then: "Hold on." Pause. Then: "If this place existed..." Then: "What happened to it?" The Keeper's smile disappeared. Immediately. Then: "The same thing that happens to every civilization." Silence. Then:

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.

" Anastasia ignored Davis's calls and walked to the laundry room. She groaned at the amount of dirty clothes she has to wash. "Seriously!" |•THE COUNCIL ROOM•| "Spies have seen invaders trying to break through the borderlands." Columbus, the Grand Duke said, staring deep at Prince Kai as he played with the gold bar in his hands. "When is this?" Prince Kai asked, leaning back on his royal seat. "This very morning and speaking of borderlands, My prince, the Killians are trying claim it." Grand Duke answered. "Claim it?"

scold, me,” she said teasingly. A smile filled my face and I found myself laughing. “You really are something else,” I reply, looking down at the open book. “So, I am so confused. Marylin finds out that Remus has been lying to her the whole time, but then in this chapter, she sleeps with him. I don’t understand,” she says while showing me the next tab. I smile at her eagerness, “You don’t remember the gift that Remus gives her in the third chapter? A ring, forged in Dolos, the place of lost minds, rectified by the Keeper?” She nods her head as she flips back to the third chapter, “Right, it was a birthday gift.” “Yes, and remember Rosalyn later says that the Keeper went by many nam

“You can just tell me the directions to the CT room, I’ll leave with Miss Vista and meet you two afterwards. You might need to talk about serious matters. I’ll report to Mister Nix about my findings as well.” “Thank you Miss Kwaresma. We’ll head there as soon as possible.” Zhackary nodded in a most polite manner. “I’ll have Jeffery to escort you there, he’s on his way now.” The nurse gave her warm smiles to the lads as she watched them head inside the room again. “What do you mean prepare an attack?” Shino asked in confusion. “There is no doubt that Iyaz already determined who took Keisha from their facility. Since she was taken by Utopia first, there is no doubt that it will wage a war agai

A child hid behind his mother’s coat. An old man touched the scar crossing his throat. I remembered the drowned throne room. The crown. Raiken’s blood. Grandmother splitting the bond. But not this city. I closed a gateway, I said. The woman who had spat laughed bitterly. You closed yours. She pointed toward the canals. Black water moved beneath the bridges. Shapes drifted within it. Bodies. No. Statues. Thousands of stone figures lay beneath the surface, their hands raised toward the city above.

Now that Sam knew I had recovered, I could no longer play games with them like I used to. I chose to return to my mother's care, driven by a fear of making further mistakes at Fenelle’s and a desire not to disrupt Sam’s life after everything he had done for me. For a period, my mother took wonderful care of me and even introduced me to Lydia Burke. Lydia was lovely, and we shared a strong connection, though her career meant we lived apart and only saw each other during holidays.

Something larger, and far more dangerous. “You have been alive. That was the priority. Now you should not remain outside for so long.” Victor informed him. “I told you I need time.” “And you have it. But it does not mean you are not at risk.” Ethan frowned. “What risk?”. He was met with silence. “If I am at risk, I should at least know what kind of risk it is.” “The same family that destroyed you is searching for any surviving heir.” Cold sweat broke out on Ethan's forehead. “And they don’t know I exist?”