Petra Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

“Petra, Take the children to Riocht, please. I will come as soon as I can, though I do not hold much more magic in me. I am afraid my gifts are waning.” In a sudden move, Petra leaps into my arms, once again hugging me as tightly as her thin arms would allow. “Cambiador is under siege. Queen Tawny fights on the western border. Help them. Stay alive Travis.” She whispers, “Stay alive.” She repeats backing away, her yellow eyes staying firmly on me until she has shapeshifted into a raven as big as the prey birds.

She saw him in a way none of us ever would. I could understand why she wanted to know about Petra too. Petra was her much older sister’s child. The child of Senko and Shayna. A Skinwalker. “I will keep my ears open,” I tell her just as softly, then place a soft kiss on her temple. Not forgetting about Connor. Angelica's older cousin. *****

Monday morning, Amber was arranging the board room and placing materials in front of each seat when Petra walked in, she was needed at the meeting because some of their site would require her attention soon, she stood right in front of Amber, looking at her coldly, Amber tried to step aside but Petra blocked her part and said “Am back and guess what, I know what you’re up to but let me tell you, I won’t let you succeed, I’ll hunt you down like a hunter hunts his prey" Petra said looking at Amber in a menacing manner, Amber was scared bit she tried to hold herself together, her legs began to wobble slightly as she rushed out of the board room, she looked back and Petra used her hand to show h

We have been here long enough but we still don’t get the chance to know each other. “Petra,” she told me as she placed the stray hair behind my ear, “My name is Petra.” “Thank you, Petra,” I told her again to which she responded with a bright smile despite her recent bruises. “Now go,” she gently said, “Look for Sebastien before the blood drinkers find out he is gone.”

Tomorrow, I'll call the group and see if I can meet with them. ________________ Petra's P.O.V. The night with Anton was incredible. I didn't want to get up this morning, but seeing the excitement on Martina's face made me glad I did. As we head to the next pack, which Teegan said is not one we expect to be a good one, my phone starts ringing. The number isn't one I recognize. "Hello?" I answer. "Hello. My name is Ryker, and I'm the alpha of the Savage Moon pack in Tennessee. I'm trying to reach Petra." Why would this alpha be calling me? I don't know anyone from that pack or Tennessee.

"The walking is the documentation." She thought about this. She looked at the survey notebook visible in my flat pocket. She looked at the ammonite. She looked at me. "I'm Petra," she said. "Noah," I said. "The survey notebook," she said. "Does it have the boundary crack data?" "Yes," I said. "Can I see the methodology?" she said. "I've been trying to develop a documentation system for my own observations but the categories aren't working yet." I looked at her.