Kendra Fablehaven Novels & Stories

She was done reading the five books he had given her as well and was going to return them. Adrian was right on insisting she finished the books he gave her, Zeda thought. She was more spurred on to become a powerful Mage now that she had a better knowledge of her genus. By 2 PM, Zeda arrived at the Mage Kingdom, fully dressed in a fitted black tank top and athletic shorts, and ready for her training with Adrian. As she walked through the front yard, she couldn’t help but marvel at how the Academy worked. The affected parts of the Mage Kingdom were already restored back to normal, as if it hadn’t been a battleground just five days ago.

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six Kaida’s POV “Kaida?” a voice called softly. I lifted my hand and pointed into the darkness. A line of black smoke formed shapes that should not have existed. I saw wolves with too many limbs, maidens with hollow faces, a tall hooded figure whose eyes glowed even in the dark, men with unusual claws, and children whose heads were unusually big. I saw all of them. “Kaida!” I felt a hand on my body and it caused me to bat my eyelashes. I stopped looking right in front of me and realized the voice I had been hearing belonged to Alpha Kellan.

Kendra pouted looking sad and happy at the same time. Why is she suddenly acting like a kid of 5 years? Miss Isabella moved closer to her, she held her shoulders. "Sweetheart, please just wait till then. I know you two have a lot of questions to ask. I can answer any of your questions after narrating what happened to you two." Miss Isabella assured. "Okay. Accepted. But you must promise me one thing first?" Kendra requested. "What is that?" Miss Isabella asked curiously. "That you'll follow me to my friends quarter tomorrow. I want to show you off to all of my friends.."

Dawn took the brunette’s hand, offering her silent support as Lillian proceeded to explain. “Your mother wasn’t just my closest friend, she was actually my cousin” the forty three year old took a breath to compose herself as this story wasn’t going to be an easy one to tell but she had to tell it, Lena had the right to know “Her real name was Cassandra Endora. She and I were extremely close as kids until her parents, your grandparents fell to the temptations of dark magic. Cassie did her best to stay out of it but given that she was only twelve, she didn’t have enough strength to fight it. Not when both her mother and father were pushing those ways onto her”.

The latter is a little unnerving. By the time we leave the meeting, we agreed on one thing which was to look out for the enemy at all times. We didn't know what Helena was planning and that takes me back to Deva's words. Helena is planning something evil. I have been reading this book for an hour and all I can get about the power stone is that Kara, my great grandmother was the first person to be blessed by the power of the stone and the last. The stone made her stronger and immortal and more powerful. It gave her a gift, the gift of life.

the fourth read and I watch in anticipation. I could barely keep an open eye as I desired to sit but the tension was overwhelming. "That's a lie!" Cahir defended and evander intended to lash his claws at him but I held his arm. I didn't know why but I always refrain him from hurting cahir which sometimes gets me confused. I sluggishly wave my head at him not to because if he hurts cahir, it might worsen the situation. Kendra seems scared but she tries to hide it. I was afraid that she might start her enchantment and perhaps either i or evander might go biserk.

The tent was empty, not a single soul in sight. Books were stacked neatly on a desk of sorts, a special place in a corner reserved for armor, swords, basically artillery for battle, a makeshift bed in another corner, Kendra went outside, but the kind giant was nowhere to be found, and it was almost morn, but there was still a little bit of darkness in the skies. She felt excitement seep through her bones. She could go through his stuff! Nobody had to tell her twice.

the playfulness was gone, replaced with a serious tone. "I am a little scared," Kendra admitted, looking down at her feet. "But I think that this will be the best way for me to help out the pack. I don't have a wolf, and I don't want to be a cook. I think that this will be good for me, and for everyone else. Besides," she forced a smile, spinning so she could show off her dress as it twirled around her. "Don't I look great in human clothes?"

"The baby was supposed to be mine. To raise, to train in my evil ways." My pulse thudded. So it was her. Before I could strike her down, another voice rang out. "You failed, witch," a cold voice said. Kendra emerged, dressed in crimson battle armor, every inch of her pulsing with a wicked, unnatural energy. Her once-curious eyes were now voids of cruelty. She walked until she stood beside Jezebel, and her voice rose like a curse. "Father," she called into the woods behind her. "You can come out now."

She muttered rushing towards the door. Mark stopped her before she could leave. He has always pampered Kayla and will make sure she gets anything she wants and that includes Kade. Everyone knows that Kade doesn't have a mate so, it won't be a bad thing if he could get his daughter to mate with Kade. Werewolves who don't succeed in finding their life mate always look for a substitute. Fortunately for him, his daughter will be Kade's substitute. The problem is, that his daughter is stupid sometimes so he has to educate her on what to do. “What is it, daddy?”