Mera Rakhwala Novels & Stories

I give him that. I mellowed. I gave him a friendly nod. “Xerra. And those five are my fellow Aigleans,” and I named each of them in front of him. He greeted them as my fellows greeted him in a civil and formal manner, too. We talked for a little while when one by one the warriors’ names were called out. Kalith was the first one to be called among us Aigleans and then another three. I clapped Kalith’s right shoulder and wished him luck, so did our fellow Aigleans. I was quite confident that Kalith would get through the fifteen dots unharmed with his agility and skills.

What I want is Dexter Hart. I have known that since the ending, if it could even be called an ending. That careless cowardly thing he did that I still do not have clean language for. He moved on before he told me he was done. I found out from a mutual friend over drinks on a Wednesday evening and I sat with it for exactly twelve hours before I put it away and started building a plan instead. Plans are what I am good at, I am always good at constructing things that is why I am a public relation executioner.

The village of the western pact welcomed them with open paws. Alpha Mera was a wolf of considerable years, her muzzle silver, her eyes a pale green that held both warmth and a sharp, assessing intelligence. She had ruled the settlement for two decades, maintaining the ancient wards that had kept the Blight at bay while the world beyond her valley crumbled. When Lira's column descended through the wildflowers, Mera met them at the village edge with a contingent of her own wolves — not as a threat, but as a greeting. She had already heard Kael's brief report, and her old eyes glistened as she looked upon the hundred wolves who had ended the Grey Blight.

After a few seconds of silence, RK opened his mouth and confidently accepted "Yes," "She's Arjun Rana's fiancee," She smirked at his answer and said, "Do you think you will successfully snatch his possession? Enmity with Arjun Rana will cost you more than Randhwa. Because Arjun Rana is a sly man..." "Not as your father," RK snapped to her, his cold gaze darkened while he talking to her "Who in the world can be sly than your father and more ruthless than you?" Rekha Randhwa tongue-tied for a moment, then she taunted "Well said, there's nowhere in the world, but one is standing in front of me, more sky than my father and more merciless than me."

As she finished- he pulled out the holy book with mantras and recited some before saying- "Shriman Jigneshbhai Jayantilalbhai Vakharia haste Shrimati Dakshaben Jigneshbhai Vakharia ni suputri Myra Jigneshbhai Vakharia na Lagaan- Shiman Harishitbhai Bharatbhai Mehra haste Shrimati Amitaben Harishitbhai Mehra na suputra Zeeshant Harshitbhai Mehra sathe lakhvama aave che." He announced.

Her mother believed in leaving the future untouched because the moment the future changes because of interference she loses her ability to predict the future. “Watch that tone Berilla or I can expel you just as I expelled her.” she softly warned, “I’m the Mistress of Sarang, I have never conveyed anything that was not the will of the clairvoyance I witnessed! How dare you question my integrity?” The Mistress had an old accumulated resentment for Rakhbar after the incident eight years ago and when she had told them she saw the fall of Rakhbar as such, everyone had mixed reactions. As Rakhbar was a border that limited their growth, it was also their best camouflage. They had several businesses

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

His rescuer was huge, twice his size as she gripped the grey wolf in her massive jaws, crushing his skull, with a savage growl of victory. Galen did what he had to. Twisting Nora beneath him, he crushed her muzzle, before ripping her throat out. She died silently, without so much as a whimper. Limping, Galen stood up, surveying the carnage before him and acknowledging the huge wolf who'd saved him. The Alpha, it had to be her. . . . . . She turned, howling as she disappeared between the trees. And then he heard Rachel, screaming his name. Furiously, the golden wolf snarled and ran towards the asylum.

"That is known to us only. The world must not know at this time and he needs a recovery time and Shaurya is roaming around to take the chance of killing him." "What about Takht then?" As Rajendra shouted again Myra stood up from her chair and raised her voice. "The claimant of Takht is standing in front of you. Myra Moretti or Myra Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat. Whatever you would like to call it." Rajendra couldn't believe what he had just heard. Claimant of Takht is a girl? How could it be? Never in the history of Rajputana had it happened. Before he could proceed further Nandini stood up and said,

She was using a wand as a weapon. “I’m just warning them, Reta,” Stan smirked. He was confident that they’d end the game quickly. He even assumed the audience might get bored because their opponents were lowlife shifters that wouldn’t stand a chance to defeat the strong magic wielders of Axum. Malaika pretended not to hear those remarks. She studied the opponents one after another. She could tell Stan and Reta were strong based on their position on their formation. She quickly memorized each weapon. Three of them were archers having different designs of bows in their hands, ready to shoot.