Paragon Books Novels & Stories

she said tapping her well manicured index finger on the desk. He nodded and made a call. Soon enough,his office was filled with different colors of fabrics. Kylie rose to her feet,her steps in a glorified way as she ran her fingers across the fabrics. "This,this,this,this and this." she said almost immediately pointing out purple,sunset yellow,emerald green,crimson red and gold. She was about to leave when her eyes caught two colors,cobalt blue and white. "Add those two." "Very nice choice miss Shell." Rick said smiling.

As a level nine supreme saint who wanted to reach paragonhood within two months, something stronger—such as The Book of True Void Enlightenment—was needed. The Book of True Void Enlightenment was penned by the legendary royal paragon, Wildfire. Its emphasis was on training one's blood, energy, and essence. When all had reached their very peak, he could then allow his primal spirit to undergo further tempering to become a solar spirit, thus allowing one to ascend to paragonhood. Unlike the conventional path of attuning oneself to the power of heaven and earth before forming a bridge to connect the two states, The Book of True Void Enlightenment offered a swift and potent alternative.

But I also assumed Ryan and I would be friends for a long while after all this, and knew I'd pay him back once I found a job— at least partially and in increments. It wasn't a private boat, but it was spacious with cushioned seats all around and 2 seats in the middle. The boat was white, with bright red accents and the word "PARASAILING" printed on the side. On the boat was Ryan, Alec, and I, along with 2 male crew members—a driver and someone to help with parasailing—and 2 other girls who appeared to be around our age, if not slightly older. They were sitting at the bow of the boat, flirting with Alec while Ryan and I sat in the back near the motor.

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

“You weren’t in control of her. Paragon pushed you to the back of your mind.” I press the heels of my hands to my temples. “My murderous wolf is named after parachute string?” “Paragon, Ainsley, not paracord.” He enunciates her name. “Mom said she told the Luna to tell the world that Paragon has returned… then you passed out… err, she passed out.” “What the Hell is a paragon?” I ask, letting my hands drop. “An old flower or something?” He reaches his arm around me and pulls out his phone with his other hand. I lean against him while he searches for the word, trying to stall my existence until I figure out what to do about the fact that I almost killed two grown men today.

Slowly, my hands moved to the cursor and I tapped on the browser icon, cursing myself as I typed a name on the G****e search engine. Lucian Banks, potential heir of the Banks Legacy and CEO of Paragon Gaming. Paragon Gaming was formerly known as Enamor Gaming. The CEO of Enamor resigned and another smaller company acquired them and changed the name to Paragon which within six years grew to become the largest gaming company in Australia with its headquarters here in Melbourne. Their games were top-notch and madly loved by people. Especially the simulation game they made—Syntaxe—it made people crazy. “Geez!” I exclaimed. “Mr annoying is Paragon’s CEO? Jesus is Lord!”

He turned to assure her before he headed downstairs and drove off. The couple lived at one of the plush residencies in east Legon. A beautiful two storey building, three bedroom, Terra cota style with a grand automated gate and a some how Victorian look about it. It was perfect, not too flashy and with a sophisticated touch to it. Reggie brushed her teeth and had a light breakfast. She had a lot to do on her itinerary today but she first off had to go see her doctor first, all the other stuff could wait. She quickly took her bath, got dressed in a bright yellow summer dress and heels, then she fixed her makeup and put all the stuff she would need into her bag. She then headed downstairs, got

Seeing the caller ID displaying 'Joe Cohen', she narrowed her eyes and then pressed the Answer button. Since Harriet regained her intelligence and inherited her mother's medical skills, she secretly established a pharmaceutical organization in Meawood City. They specialized in developing potions that could regenerate cells and sold them to influential people, profiting from them.

What I'd shown was proof of how they forced me to get those abortions—recordings of the parrot that endlessly repeated their command for me to get rid of the babies. The truth was that Marvin and Georgia had a second son, Nova Buckner. Nova was their biological child, whereas Gabriel was their adopted son. Five years ago, Gabriel and Nova were ambushed in a staged car accident. Nova died protecting Gabriel. Devastated, Marvin and Georgia became obsessed with bringing Nova back. Eventually, their grief drove them to something unthinkable—they turned to black magic. In Centonia, they found a so-called occultist who sold them a parrot that could speak. That bird became part of the dark ritual m