Randonautica Stories Novels & Stories

I’m crouching down, busy putting my guitar in its case, when I suddenly still, a familiar scent hitting me… The next moment, someone covers my eyes from behind… “Guess who?” But it’s that voice, that has my heart pounding like a hammer, my eyes almost instantly filling up with tears, even when they are closed… (Author’s Note: The stories told by Zira Castalia, really do exist. They are the work of one of my Favourite Authors … Author MOONLIGHT MUSE.) You can find these stories from her Alpha Series Book 1 – Her Forbidden Alpha Book 2 – Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Anyways, I will going to tell you already. These stories really stand alone, okay? That means, you can read them even if they are not consecutive and read them in a shuffle, it will have no effect on the story. It wil be just your choice. So, I think that would be all. Please add/follow me on my f-b if you want an update hehe. Let's just watch out for Amethyst and Aivan in a Inother book. Again, thank you very much. /WitWitch/

Rachel was still seeping what she realized was called 'Sex On The Beach' when a knock on the door sounded once, and then it flew open. Two blondes stumbled in, giggling loudly and smelling of 37% of alcohol. Rachel stared at them. They stared at her, then at each other. "Who are.." "If it isn't you? Um..what's it called again.. eh, Stalker! After this week, I thought I'd loose my ability to be surprised." One of them stood shocked for a minute, but then fired back up.

He could see tomorrow, or years from now, mixed up in a hazy dream. “Hmmm,” Zaha furrowed his brows again. “Or is it because the vision of the future that I saw was so random and hazy, that the folk tales I wrote turned out to be trash like this?” Maybe a combination of many things. Time and word of mouth obscured the context of the story, The story details were also weird because Zaha wanted to deliver some points to himself in the future. And most importantly, Zaha's writing ability was very mediocre, coupled with the randomness of the future he saw.

Her eyes, which had been full of despair, suddenly lit with a wild, desperate hope. "A story," she repeated. "It needs a story." She scrambled to her feet, unrolling the Loom of Stories. The threads were still dim, but they were there. They were the stories of their world, of Liora and Ashiel, of Kael and Lyra, of the Harmony and the Grey. They were the anchor their own reality was built on. "What are you thinking, Sela?" Leo asked, his voice cautious.

Francesca asked. "Okay, here goes." Mariana smiled, then she whispered, "Do you know? We are from the moon. You don't remember this, because we came here when you were just a baby. And the most exciting part is, you have the moon inside you, while I have the sun inside me. Isn't that so cool?" Francesca looked at her sister as if she were crazy. She then laughed a good belly laugh. "What? It's true?" Mariana tickled Francesca until she was on the ground, her laughter renewed.

I would normally just brush it off and apologize, but my mind just blanked for some reason earlier. I still don't understand why these people are suddenly gaining colors. Why specifically these people? It's not even limited to the people at school anymore since Al's obviously from somewhere else. It just doesn't make sense. It's not like I know them from anywhere else. I wish I knew something more about my illness so I could at least stop being so confused. Come to think of it, I haven't even told Aunt Autumn about any of what happened. Maybe she can somehow help me understand. I doubt it, but I can still hope for answers.

Mira, whose experience with loss had given her a unique perspective. "We are looking for stories," I told them. "Stories that have been forgotten. Stories that exist only in the spaces between memory." The Navigator's twilight fur shimmered. "I have encountered such stories before. They are hidden in places where the void has grown thin. They are waiting for someone to read them." "Then we will read them." The journey took us to a place I had never seen.

ago and had come to peace with her children . I looked at the seat at the long table as I watched each guest fill a spot on the table as we took our meal and thought back and revisited the memories of yesterday . I'm glad for everything that took place in my life I'm glad for every person I met and for every one I lost . I guess God really planned my future well. Although at the start of it all I experienced bitter moments the rainbow finally came after the storm. I took a spoon and clicked it on the wine glass I had in my hand to gain their attention . I have something to say I said . Well the thing is there is a bun in the oven . Henry and I are expecting our first child . I heard the cho

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.