روايات وقصص ضمن Narnia

John: “Ay, a humorous one isn't y’a heh, heh. Hey everyone!! Naraja is awake and well now. We can all be less worried now!” From Teresa to Nai to Anima to B-little and everyone else that was walking down the caves hall they heard John’s booming vocalized-call from behind as they were walking some paces ahead of them almost reaching the end of the caves hall. To were the real entrance of this place that holds the tree-slumber chamber. As they came closer and closer to the true entrance of the cave's halls, Naraja could feel a soothing breeze of air brush past his face and then he saw. Naraja saw the outside world since he came here and he immediately fell in love with it, but at the same time

"It's like a horse-drawn carriage, but uses no horses but engines," "A machine?" asked Violet again innocently, the feeling when together with Nay and Violet is very cool, unlike Noe, Erin is also sometimes like Noe. Noa is always enthusiastic and cheerful, but when it comes to Nia, I still don't understand what she is like. "It's a tool to move it," "Ohhh." While devouring the cake that was still left on the spoon after feeding me. "Oh yes, the Smabor mountains are the territory of the dwarves, right?" I asked, thinking again about the red blood splattered there.

he said with a small smile and I could remember the stories of Lane which was told amongst the people in my kingdom. Legend has it that Lana was a beautiful and kind-hearted princess. She was also a water goddess who could control water and lived in the water, much like a mermaid. One day, as Lucifer was taking a bath, he saw her - a white beauty with tender lips that caught his attention. Lucifer was handsome himself, with his dark red hair making him even more alluring.

“Do you remember that book I used to read to you? The one that talked about a world beyond this one? A much better world.” He lifts his head at once. “Yes!” He nearly hops in place, sudden energy flashing through his grief. “Of course I remember!” “It was called Selene’s Kingdom,” I continue, tightening my fingers around his hand, grounding myself as much as him. “Wolves like us and all of Selene’s creations go there when their purpose in this world has ended.” I manage a smile, though it feels fragile, like it might shatter if I hold it too long. Nicholas frowns, confusion knitting his small brows together. We stop walking.

I hear as the world goes completely dark and quiet. I look around, hearing nothing, seeing nothing. I know I’m not awake yet, so I must still be in the vision, right? I go to take a step and I cannot, my legs are rooted to the ground, or whatever it is I’m standing on. “Hello?” I call out to the blackness, but I don't get a response. Am I dead? Why is there nothing here? Why can't I see anything, hear anything? There isn't any wind either. I'm scared, I don't want to be dead, I want to go back to my family. I want to go back to Teddy. I want our life, I want our future. Why is the goddess punishing me? I start to think about everything that has been going on and I don't notice that there is

“We don’t even know where the hell it is.” Myrra folded her arms, smirking. “Don’t we?” She stepped toward the crumbling shelves, brushing dust off an aged scroll. With careful hands, she unraveled the brittle parchment, revealing an intricate map. The ink was faded, but the details remained intact—mountains, rivers, long-forgotten cities. And there, marked in the deep south beyond the Vale of Shadows, was a name that made Elior’s breath catch in his throat. Dawnfire.

That just earned me a chuckle as I got my phone to pair up with his Bluetooth in the car, within seconds the reading started. ‘Akarnae by Lynette Noni’ Starts up. “Wow this sounds like a Harry Potter story,” He told me, I smiled at him, “It sounds like it but it’s more a mixture of Lord of the rings and The Chronicles of Narda. Do you not like Harry Potter?” I asked, “No, but it’s kind of like that.” He starts laughing, “Kiddo it’s ok I know it’s not Harry Potter, but I do like your taste in stories.” He said, sounding happy, I smiled out the window making sure he doesn’t see that we could get along well if we like the same things.

Rivera's behavior is grating on my last nerve, and this disrespect is pushing the boundaries of what I can endure. Isabella chuckles softly, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "Aren't you the formidable Nadia Volkova, the Iron Orchid?" My grip tighten against my core as frustration fills my voice. " Of course I am. It's just almost impossible to believe that the Japanese would threaten me with those lives."

Mother pressed her lips together like she was trying not to smile. “Uncle,” I warned. Alexander asked innocently, “What? I had hopes. Fine hopes. Good strong hopes. Ronan of Brooksbridge. Alpha. Responsible. Serious. Terribly grim at meetings. It would have been excellent.” I replied, “It sounds awful.” Alexander agreed, “It would have been awful for you. Excellent for me.” Nyra laughed. Alexander pointed at her with his bread. “And now he is running off to Emberfall. Which, from what I understand, is a fantasy kingdom hidden beyond a magical meadow with dragons, molten lava, a royal castle, green land in the Outlands, and a terrifying Dragon King who is apparently your father.” Nyra tilted

~Nassiri~ Two more animals dropped dead as she unleashed her snakes. She had made it to Kinata, the realm that hid the scroll with the location of the Obsidian Crystal. Now she just needed to find it. Nassiri strolled along Kinata, inspecting everything. It seemed to be just a habitat for creatures, no people in sight. How quaint, a realm dedicated to creature preservation. And yet no security. Foolish. Her snakes targeted a bandersnatch and its family. It was a meat she had always wanted to try. Raw, it was stringy and tasted of baked chicken. But cooked it was juicy and tasted like dragon. Interesting. Bandersnatch was a protected species, not that Nassiri cared. When you're hungry, food i