Petra Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

Suddenly, Petra’s voice cracked through the comms again: “Alma, Ezra, don’t detonate! I found something. Ember isn’t just a person. It’s a network. Someone hacked into Sapphire’s old AI and cloned a conscience.” “They call it Phoenix. And it has its own plan.” Ezra and Alma locked eyes. Another player had entered the board. And the honeymoon had officially become a war zone.

There would be no such solace for Rafael. Having put his new plan into motion, the Necromancer pushed his departing servants from his mind. He clapped his hands twice. A buxom peasant girl dressed in a black corset materialized from the shadows in the corner of the room. Her blond hair was fashioned into a long braid that hung down her back. The Necromancer watched as she shuffled across the floor toward him. Her face was pretty but plain, and her blue eyes, which had once sparkled with joy, were dull and lifeless, the result of all the things she had seen and been forced to do in the year since she had been taken into the castle. Her name was Petra, but if he had ever known it, he did not r

Petra offered after Lyyana and Garret released their embrace. “May I explain to Amber and the others?” Lyyana whispered near Petra. Petra glanced at Garret. The toddler nodded and immediately ran towards his mini playground in the yard. "Are you sure you want to explain it alone? I can help," Petra offered. Lyyana shook her head softly, her fingers touching Petra's arm resting on his chubby cheek. "No need. They'll be scared if you're there. So let me handle it," Lyyana replied, gazing gently at Petra.

"Scarlett." ******

The child barely managed to reach Zack before collapsing, his plea barely audible: "Save my mom, please." Petra rushed to the child, her eyes widening in fear as she tried to use her healing abilities. "I can’t use my healing power here!" she exclaimed, panic creeping into her voice. She quickly reached into the bag hanging around her neck and pulled out a potion, applying it to the child's forehead, hoping it would help.

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

Bren felt the specific weight of this settle into him, the recognition of something that the Sanctuary had quietly hoped for and prepared for in equal measure since Sable's research had expanded — the possibility that other children, elsewhere, might carry fragments of what Soren and Liora carried fully. "Wait here," he said. "I'll bring you to Kia myself." Kia brought Tarek's daughter, a quiet nine-year-old named Petra, to Sable's research center the following week, the girl's nervousness visible in every careful, watchful movement she made. "She's not the same as my children," Kia said quietly, as Sable conducted her initial examination. "Not the third thing, exactly. Something else." Sabl

In fact, Dylan and Ethan were right behind her, giving each other death glares. “You know your constant glaring won’t burn holes in my skull no matter how much you want to, right?” Dylan purposely provoked Ethan. “No, but it can surely annoy you.” He kept on glaring. “Oh, stop it you two!” The brunette scolded them and then turned to me with a bright smile and held out her hand. “Hi, Akira! I’m Ember Whitmore, Ethan’s younger sister.” I shook her hand and welcomed the awkward trio into my house. “I guessed as much. Hi.” Not only did she have Ethan’s eyes, she looked like a female version of him. I guided them towards the living room.

I grumble a thank you and an I will, “It brings me no pleasure to be calling you right now. We know Senko has three stones now.” “Three!!” Abner abruptly stands from his chair. “How?” I heard Hunji take a deep breath and knew, just knew I wasn’t going to like what came out of his mouth next. “Petra is his daughter. She found another stone hidden in MacTire.” “Son of a…” Abner cut himself off. “So, it's just the one in Cambiador left?” It was a redundant question, “How long until he comes looking for it?” “I don’t know. Lamia doesn’t want to give him the chance. Petra gave up his location. She’s a Skinwalker. Just like Chakor.”

Dylan walks away and, taking Kira's arm, leads her away from the four. The shorter-haired twin approaches Petra and gently says: - Hello mate. My name's Zeeb and I'm twenty years old. – stretching out his hand he asks – can you accompany me? We need to talk. The girl flinches and Zeeb withdraws his hand. - I promise not to hurt you. I will die before I do you any harm. Petra looks at her brother and he gives her a little smile, then she gains courage and, looking at her mate, she says.