Paladin's Hope Novels & Stories

He stared at him for moment and spoke: “A Pale just took Talons from up on top of the wall…” He said this very much in a daze. Daniels could understand how shocking it is though. He has witnessed it happening himself a few times. “Yeah it happens from time to time when they come into town, I’ve lost a few friends myself.” Daniels said glumly. “What use is a wall if they can just jump over it!” He shouted. “Hey, hey, hey calm down, it doesn’t happen often, just every few years. Besides they aren’t en masse enough to take the base out so don’t worry.” Daniels tried to reassure him.

I opened my mouth to protest again, but Bane’s voice cut in sharply. “Enough of that.” We all turned to him. His patience had clearly run out. “Right now, Hope is dying,” he said and faced the priest. “If you know something that can help her, say it.” The priest’s expression softened. “I have already told you the truth.” Lupin stepped forward, “There has to be something we can do to save her. A ritual or something.” The priest was silent for a moment. Then he sighed. “There is one solution.”

“It’s shielded by the same salt-mist that hid the mine. And it’s the only place big enough to house a new family.” As the sun began to rise, they loaded the clones into the stealth transport. Hope sat by the window, her hand pressed against the glass. She looked at Faith. “Are we the same?” Hope asked. Faith sat beside her and took her hand. “We have the same face. We have the same light. But your life belongs to you now, Hope. You can be whoever you want to be.” “I want to be….a sister,” Hope said softly. Faith felt a tear prick her eye. She leaned her head against the window. She had won the battle against Vane, but she had started something much bigger. She wasn't just the leader of the D

“Must those men need to stay there?” “Of course,” Falstad smiled. “There must be scattered survivors around the castle, and we are giving them hope. In times of need, these people need hope the most princess.” Though he was smiling, it gave off a creepy chill as if he meant no sincerity in his words. These people are for him to step on in his rise to power, and the prized jewel to the throne rides beside him.

“Don’t worry, Ryleigh. I will live well for you as well. We will travel the world and see all the sights for you. In our next life, let me be the little sister. I’ll give you my kidney. You have to wait for me, okay?” The rain stopped. A rainbow arced across the sky and fell right on my headstone. Like the red dress, this remained forever in their hearts.

Shrike saluted. "I am YunnoHarra Fullvrink, Priestess Adept of New Hope and this man next to me is my summoned hero and... My (Blush) Partner... Kent Redridge Knight of the stars... We are here to help Captain tell us where we are needed?" Yunno asked.

He pointed to my cup. Oh my god, how sweet of him. I gave a small nod, feeling all mushy inside, and he courteously dropped it into the bin. Aiden rolled his eyes dramatically and said, "Don't get caught into his game, Hope." Dylan playfully slapped the back of his head and I chuckled. The two wouldn't stop bantering back and forth and it was soo entertaining. Ten minutes passed and neither of them had given up, their comebacks were just getting more powerful. I envied this close-knit relationship that the brothers shared given that I had no siblings whatsoever.

As my hand fell, Janine seemed to understand everything, and all hope drained from her. “I told you. Our relationship ended a long time ago.” I had saved her not just out of gratitude to Mr. O'Connor, but because I didn’t want her to die so easily. Living half-paralyzed, in constant suffering, would be far worse than death. I would never forget the soul-deep pain from being skinned in my last life. With Janine’s reckoning behind me, I turned to the stage and unveiled my survival plan to everyone. From power-free shelters to heat-resistant suits and emergency medical treatments, the audience gasped in awe. By the end, the applause didn’t stop.

She cried out as she can to let my ears be struck by her echoes. "Ms. Dandelion, it is my responsibility to save your friend from getting persecuted by uncertainty and misery!" I said and let go of my hand off her kindness. How sweet of her though and I do pity myself for refusing offers like that continuously. Grace doesn't have to do that, I came to implore for help and not take gratitude. The moon gave me a route to run away from the promise that might not be retained forever. Within the moonbow, I felt there was no hope of healing the shattered essence of an individual.

I watched, heart racing, as he pulled out a small foil packet. "Always prepared?" I teased, trying to mask my nerves with bravado. He grinned, all roguish charm. "Boy scout motto." I laughed, the sound echoing off the bathroom tiles. It felt good to laugh, to let go of the tension, if only for a moment. He stepped closer, cupping my face in his hands. "Last chance to back out," he murmured. I looked into his eyes, searching for... something. Reassurance? Permission? I wasn't sure.