Once And Future Book Novels & Stories

I stood there watching them bounce and wobble down the dark road, speeding toward the girl they actually cared about. Twenty years with them—gone, riding off on that tricycle. "Goodbye, Nico. Arlo. Rhett." Headlights suddenly swept across the driveway. A car pulled up and stopped. The door opened and a man got out—just flown in, straight here. I smiled and ran into his arms. Zane Jordan. Heir to the Jordan family. My fiancé.

She remembered what she did last time, so she pricked her finger and placed the blood on the red ruby at the top of the book. The front page had no writing like how it did the last time, they seemed to have faded out. But she could see a couple of words on the front page that didn't even make sense when placed together. Ginnak-Blood-Open- Ginnak sees this- The Past will collide with the present- Everything destroyed- Ancient rule the present- Signals collide, creating a new purpose- A Ginnak should never open this- Its true nature will be revealed- Alexandra didn't understand a word the front age said, but that didn't bother her. She wanted to see if she could open the book, it would be exci

Will Sir Russ now take over? To find the answers to your questions keep and eye out for book 2 - From Legends to Life

Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

He could smell it in the air, see it all around him and almost taste it on his lips. After roughly two minutes, he got the reward for deciding to follow the path he had taken. The three hostels stood side by side like three giants leading a troop of soldiers to war. The buildings were misty in the distance but from where he was, he knew they were the building he and the other new intakes sought after. He had led them in the right path, he thought. He was sure to be a great Alpha. All he needed do was take care of Harold which his mother was on to already.

“Lucid, girl. Now, we dance.” END BOOK 1

Shrugging it on, I walk out into the morning drizzle. My boots stick and slosh in the mud with every step as I march down the shadowy street. When I reach Phoenix Fire, the door swooshes open before I can even touch it. Looking up, I'm met with Neron's warm green eyes as he waves me inside. Without saying a word, I step into the shop, being sure to wipe the mud from my boots with a rag that Neron hands to me. "You're here early is the princess not comin to meet you today?" he inquires, looking over from cleaning a copper chest piece.

She nodded and turned her attention to the front and listened to what the professor discussed. “I’m going to the library. It’s boring here,” I said, and before she could confirm, I already teleported to the library. I walked toward the bookshelves and selected some books, but an old book on the far end of the shelf caught my attention. It was full of dust, so I used my powers to get rid of the dust. ‘The Moon’ is the title of the book. The title seems interesting, so I read it.

"We have discovered a sample of the poison!" They all flinched in shock. "What?" Adonis stammers with wide eye. _ Just to keep you all on notice, this book is coming to an end soon, when I mean soon I meant pretty soon like two chapters before the end. You can check out my other books. Future Mrs what? And Angell summers. Thanks for the support. I love you all. I'm sorry for the tension I gave some of you, my apologies. Don't forget to vote and leave your questions and answers in the comment box. Thank you all xoxo

SARA POV (YEAR 2077, 56 YRS LATER) "Now he is a fine chunk of meat. I can see why all the girls want him," the older waitress says as she appears next to me. I quickly close my worn book. My cheeks tint a little, and I give her a small smile. "I still can't believe they are real even though my friend's granddaughter is mated to one of them," she says while refilling my mug with fresh coffee.