Primrose Everdeen Novels & Stories

It only made them want to be around the Prime the more. Heartbroken—I'm totally calling her that now—had tears running down her cheeks freely by now. Half of me couldn't believe her. The Prime Empire used girls for a living. They found it fun. Like a sport. They loved drama and stirring it. She must have been very blind to have fallen for their twisted shenanigans.

Pearl muttered incoherently behind her gagged mouth. “My name is Primrose Evelyn. I am a princess.” Pearl spoke to Timothy. Timothy frowned. The hair on his neck bristled. He had never been nervous when committing murder. Everything went very smoothly. There is no pity for the victims at all. But now, Timothy felt his body shivering. "What are you doing?" Timothy spoke. “Let me go,” Pearl answered telepathically. Timothy tried to escape Pearl's voice but couldn't make it sound like it was roaring in his brain.

“I saw that the chances of getting this place were immense, so I only went through the forest until you found me.” “Primrose.” I growled towards her. “I know what you’re going to say,” she interrupted me. “I should not be here and you’re right. However, Yule is my other half. I want to be here.” “You are a human …” “You were also like me until a while ago.” She’s right. “Yes, but I grew up in this,” I repeated, crossing my arms. “I always saw all this as a possibility. I will send Izaiah to accompany you home.”

He likes dressing for comfort, but the times he does dress up nice are the times when it's right to squeal. Primrose Nero: Golden blond hair that goes down to mid-waist, blue eyes. She likes to poke at people and seems to always be after those she is talking to, pointing out their flaws or things she has heard. She likes to keep her siblings close and she's rather proud, but she does have a sweet side for people other than her siblings during certain occasions. After you get past her wall, she normally can be very loving and helpful. She doesn't wish ill on others, and she doesn't hate the Rosario family. She can be competitive however. When it comes to fledglings, she did lose one (he was m

She bowed shakily as he approached. Priam studied her—hard, sharp, and calculating not as a father as an Emperor evaluating a threat… or a weapon. His deep eyes flicked to her trembling hands. Then to the faint patterns of Lux still shimmering on her skin. Then to the shadow that was still there, barely hanging on to her left wrist. Dual elements. Light and darkness. Six Trials passed .Perfect succession capability. Priam’s voice lowered into something dangerous. “Alessia Keren Endymion…” She swallowed hard.

"A tiny warrior soul, Corin." The moment we both understood its presence, the miracle happened. The little ember that had only flickered suddenly began to pulse. It needed no outside source. This new life was the heir of Aura Prima, a pure seed that had not burned out at the walls of Silver Stone because it had been hidden too deeply.

"My name is Zora Vane. And this is my home." "Your name is a designation, dear," she said, walking toward me with a "Tyler Perry" motherly condescension. "I am Aethel-Prime. I was the one who planted the mercury-veins in this planet’s crust ten thousand years ago. I’ve been waiting for a version of myself to grow strong enough to hatch the core." Aethel-Prime didn't use a weapon. She pulled a golden "Data-Sphere" from her belt and tossed it into the air.

she passed like a gazelle down the track right in front of me, and when my impossible love finally stopped, she turned her gaze to where I was and smiled at me like the most beautiful angel, causing my heart to stumble in my chest. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail and she slanted her giant hazel eyes in my direction, in her track uniform consisting of an apple green sleeveless shirt and black shorts that highlighted her tanned skin from being in the sun so long. I knew that she used sunscreen, many times I had helped her to put on her shoulders, but the sun had left its trace on her, making her even more beautiful if possible, although I knew that her skin tone was very white jus

Elias looked at Leo, and for the first time, a look of genuine hunger crossed his face. "The boy isn't the Seed," Elias realized, his voice dropping to a whisper. "He’s the Prism. He didn't just absorb the data; he refracted it. He turned the 'Genesis Protocol' into something... new. Something I can't predict." "Stay away from him," Elena warned, stepping in front of her son. She had no power left in her veins, but she had the lethal, protective instinct of a mother who had already burned Heaven once. "Or what, Elena Everett?" Elias challenged. "You are powerless. Your sisters are empty husks. Your husband is a walking glitch. You are standing in the center of my heart, and I have already pr

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",