Paladin's Hope Romane & Geschichten

If there's one thing I've learnt from the brief moments I spent with Kaidën, is that as long as there's hope—hope of living, hope of seeing the next day, we can't stop trying. There is nothing as ugly and as beautiful as hope. Hope is what keeps me going even though I know I'm nothing in both realms. Someone without a wolf, not fitting into the pack shifters realm, or the rogue camp. Hope is what made me accept Kaidën's offer—a rogue king I know to be ruthless and more or less a monster, because I saw something in him. It is also what has kept me every day, even if my grandmother is dead, and I have nothing else to live for.

most of them gulped down the shock that they’ve been feeling You can almost hear them gulped down their saliva to bring themselves back to their senses Lina clapped and all of the attention was drawn to her She pointed the waiting crowd at the bridge to know the direction and when the paladin saw it he take the lead “sir… correct me if I’m wrong but. Paladins exist in the medieval period right?” someone voice out their concern “that undead wears armor and knows how to handle a weapon?!” “he can even speak!” Lina wanted to tell them that what have they witnessed is just an early point They act shocked and petrified, she thought that these wolves are trained for these kinds of things. Her expe

A long silence filled the room. Laura slowly lifted her gaze. Damian was already staring at her. Both understood at that same moment. Hope had just unlocked her power. Hope wasn’t just special. She wasn’t just gifted. She was the Key. Hope had a major role in the war. —————— The courtyard of the forgotten mansion was choked with weeds and broken stones. But tonight, it pulsed with life, dark, corrupt life. Hundreds of rogues filled the space, their bodies buzzing with restless anticipation. Their growls echoed against the crumbling walls, the air thick with musk, dirt and hunger.

"We create something new. Something better. A world where people like you are celebrated. Not hunted. Where the Council's corruption cannot take root again." "That sounds like a lot of work." "It will be." He squeezed my hand. "But we will do it together. You. Me. Lyra. Kaelen. Everyone who fought for this. We will build something worth all the pain it took to get here." I nodded. Believed him. For the first time in my life, I had hope. Real hope. Not just for survival. But for a future. For happiness. For everything I thought I lost. A commotion in the hallway. Raised voices. Running feet. Kaelen burst through the door. His face was pale. Panicked.

I tried my best to ignore the pain and immediately reached out my hand, so that I could take the support of the counter in an attempt to try to stand up and leave again. but what... "Oh fuck-" The other hand of mine was directly touching the stone- "Oh, nononono- " 'This can't be good-' And almost instantly the light coming from the stone shone twice as much! The gleaming light was enough to blind my vision It went on to shine for a couple of seconds before fading away "What the hell was that!" as soon as the light cleared out I noticed something was missing... The stone! "What!! where did the stone go?!"

“I found a girl carrying the fate of creation. A forgotten god without a name. An enemy older and more dangerous than all the gods themselves. Tell me... Which part of that sounds like hope?” For a long while... Thalia remained silent. When she finally spoke, her voice was impossibly gentle. "Hope isn’t always a weapon. Sometimes... Hope is simply refusing to face the darkness alone. And you have that person in here." Lyra’s breath caught. She didn’t turn. Didn’t need to. She could hear his breathing. Steady. Patient. Thalia continued. "You spend so much time looking toward the horizon... that you’ve forgotten to look beside you."

"Please help him... He's like a brother to me. I can't lose him." Willow took a small step into the room, her hands clasped in front of her chest. "We're all scared, Jayce. That's something we all have in common." She peered around him to Damion. "I'll tend to him. If the Magic is gone from his body, he should make a full recovery." "With one less arm." Zalakai pointed out. Jayce and Willow stared at him. "Just making sure no one forgot." "We're all in this together." She continued. "Now that Lily has the sliver of a grasp of her Angelic powers, there's hope." She reached out and grabbed Jayce's hand with her two small ones. "But it won't just be her contributing. We all will."

I didn't think. She grabbed Kade’s wrist this time. Not because she needed him. But because, for the first time in her life, she didn’t trust standing alone. He looked at her hand. Then at her face. Then said something that didn’t sound like comfort at all. “It’s going to get worse.” Hope swallowed hard. “I figured.” The creature stepped forward. And the night stopped pretending it was normal. The fracture in the sky pulsed again. Louder. Closer. Like it was breathing.And somewhere in the impossible space between one heartbeat and the next. Hope Daniels realized the game hadn’t ended at all. It had just changed fields.

Pim said as he smiled earning a suspicious look from Jin. You! Don't tell me Lucas is on my watchlist now? Jin asked, brows furrowed which Pim laughed to. Watchlist? The list of persons I have to watch because they might be a potential rival. Hi stated with snort. Pim can't help but laugh loudly. This guy! Stop laughing! Jin pouted while his arms were crossed. Right now, he looks adorable in Pim's eyes. You look like a dog. Pim said smirking. Jin just snorted and looked away still crossing his arms. Pim heaved a sigh as he hold out his hand to touch Jin's face.