My Time At Sandrock Fang Novels & Stories

River was born here in the coven like I was, so he was around my whole life. Our Earth elemental friend is Sandy. She likes to wear sundresses with boots after training each day. She seems sweet but I swear she's crazy as fuck. Her familiar is a damn tarantula named Legs, for crying out loud. This crazy friend of ours came to the coven with her parents when she was five. She was just as strange then as she is now.

It was a thing of great concern as I was going to be an Alpha, so I sincerely understood why they had to talk about it. But it will have been much better if they had not brought it up at that point in time. It was just two weeks ago, that Sandro found his mate, at a party that we attended. And before he found his mate, he was already worried, as Alex had found his mate way back in time. Then there's me, older with some months, and of an Alpha blood, and still, I had not felt any sensation that was close to finding my mate. My face immediately contorted into a frown, that Dad noticed, as he called my name.

I have to take up Sandra's advice, or I will be stuck in my room, wallowing in thoughts and sadness. Sandra had told me that I shouldn't care about Lucius anymore and that I would be able to do whatever I wanted. I would get my freedom. There is a place that was like a clubhouse for everyone. I knew it might be Coke as a surprise, but it wasn't. The place was far from the pack's house; it was located deep in the bush. There was a cave in the place, and the cave had lots of rooms and space. I once went there with Lucius when we were kids, but the place hadn't been developed then.

I looked toward him. "You want me to leave?" The hurt in my voice surprised even me. Sol immediately reached for my hand. "No." The answer came so fast it almost overlapped my question. "No." His fingers tightened around mine. "I want you safe." The Bond surged. Truth. Absolute truth. I sighed. That was the problem. We were both right. And neither of us liked it. "The sanctuary still has different time flow." Sol nodded. "A day here." His voice softened. "An hour outside."

I add, crossing my arms, “if Jeremy Turner wants to like her, that’s his business. Not yours. Not your friend’s. Not your entire imaginary fan club. Focus on your own lives. If you have any.” i don't wait for them to say anything and turn, heading down the hallway. Sandra catches up beside me, grinning. “Wow. The tiger is finally loose.” I shoot her a look. “Keep talking and I’ll redirect that tiger to you.” She laughs, following me down the hallway. Thirteen hours later, I lie sprawled on the bed in an oversized shirt, baggy pants, and my glasses perched lazily on my nose. My hair is in a messy bun that looks less like a style and more like a failed engineering project.

She asked. Killian explained. He mentioned where humans lived and Sandra nodded. "I'd be off then" she interrupted him when she had gotten enough information. "Where are you headed?" Killian said to her back. Sandra ignored him until she had reached the door. She then turned and smiled, "I'm about to go fight for my man" and with that, came a loud bang. Sandra ran over to her bedroom. She searched through her diary to see where she had sent the rogues to.

Rocky tried calling him but his phone was out of range. We were running out of time as it takes approximately three hours to reach the capital and we have already wasted half an hour waiting for him. So we thought he must have left and drove on our way. AUTHOR’S POV: Today is best the day of Rocky’s life. All his friends are going on a vacation. He has planned so many things to do there with Zara. He has also planned to tell her about his feelings before she gets further involved with Sunny.

And run his fingers over the marks I'd scratched into the wall. I'd been down there six years. Every full moon, I'd carved one line into the wall. Some of them were deep. Some I'd had to put my whole body into. Some were so faint they barely showed. There were nights I was so exhausted I could barely lift my hand. He had never known what those nights had been like for me. He had never known what was being done to me down there. By the time he did, it was too late. He'd taken rubbings of every mark. He'd laid them out on the grass by my grave.

I had already made up my mind, and my wolf supported that idea, you are free to call me desperate, but I made one thing clear to myself which was the fact that my life as a lonely, single youth was coming to an end. I was full of smiles while I made my move, and I could hear my wolf cheer me on, "Go Sandra! Go Sandra!" "Hey I think you forgot to lock your door." Instantly, my broad happy smile disappeared from my face as I became flushed with embarrassment.

Time was certainly far spent, and I could probably have thirty minutes left as I checked the time I was given, I noticed it wasn't thirty minutes but twenty minutes. I sat on the sand as I watched children play happily and some adults in love, holding hands and smiling widely. Ten minutes had gone quickly. Then two children who were making a sand castle were laughing, and then the first one pointed at the other one and his finger mistakenly got into the other boy's eyes, which made him cry. Five minutes left, and an idea sprang up. Ghosts were unable to touch anything, but could control some things. I tried my luck and I found out that I could control the sand and people didn't mind it as th