Ranni's Quest Novels & Stories

Hurry, they are fast. We push harder, making our legs go as fast as possible. Soon I see Zena's tan body. Ace pushes forward even harder. We pass her quickly. Her relief at our back up fills our pack bond instantly. The rogues are fifty meters in front of us, but I am not worried. Ryan's scent is coming in fast from the left. He tackles the rogue in the front. Lance- hold him, Ryan. That will be our live prisoner. Clayton and I bite the back paws of the fleeing rogues. They spin around to defend themselves. The black/red wolf drops the pup, and Raven grabs him quickly, sprinting back towards the pack's hospital.

Rana licked her lips out of fear and asked with a trembling voice, "W-What if he chooses justice?" Isagani smirked, "Then this favors all the traitors to him." Traitors to Ross? Who are they? Are they Randall's leaders? But thinking that my brother was in danger, I confronted Isagani, "Take me to the packhouse." "Princess!" Nana Rana scolded, traces of fear and concern. I faced her and made her understand, "He can't hurt me. Remember he is strong because of his wolf. I believe that his wolf is on my side."

He knew that when he met his Maker…or whatever the hell else came next…he'd want to be able to point to something he'd done right. Getting Maggie together with Beau was part of his plan. But that alone wasn't enough. Not by a long shot. He nodded to himself, decision made, and pulled up a number in his contacts. "Hey, Sam, it's Michael Rannigan. Can you meet me tomorrow at my place?"

Rabi explained. “Wait, you said you’re one of the eight, that means eartheaters aren’t from the marshland, but from the land where your sister guards?” Alex asked. Rabi nodded, “Yes.” “Then, where is she from?” Alex asked again. “The void. Her name is Ranthi.” Dumbfounded, Alex tried to make things clear as their situation gets weirder and weirder. “Can’t you contact your sister, asking why he captured Christian?”

I asked the tracker instead of telling Kayden what's my plan. "The Raven clan orchestrated the attack with the help of other hunters and the rogues." The tracker responded and I couldn't help but clenched my fist when I heard him mention the rogues, the intense feeling of anger and hatred is slowly creeping into my body. "What happened to the warriors that we sent to rescue them?" I asked the tracker again and for some unknown reason, the tracker suddenly took a deep breath, he look towards his alpha Kayden as if he's asking for help. Kayden just sparingly smiled at him and then tapped the tracker's shoulder trying to comfort him.

I breathed, hoisting up the claymore as my fetch Gullinkambi flew to my shoulder and gave a loud cry. Jarnja's eyes shone like blood: "You must hunt for your Task, and fell the white hart of artistry. I shall have nothing else to prove you worthy of my troth, and worthy of my tutelage." Jarnja clapped. "The girls have set to their Tasks! All of Utgardr, rejoice at my new fosterlings!" The hall clapped, and I saw myself reflected in the ruby's glow. I looked like a kenning of Skadhi. What to come, in the Troll Queen's forests… something my mother only knew.

Nothing. My mate lies motionless, worse off because of him. The sickening scent of betrayal hangs heavy in the air, as my once trusted friend and allies have turned against me. I’m torn between staying by her side and dealing with him... and now, there’s his... mate? Their actions have cost Renna everything - her family, her home. They even dared to challenge my pack’s authority. I can’t help but wonder, what else have they been plotting?

And so, they set out on a new quest, seeking out the person who would carry on their legacy. Their journey took them to many far-off lands, where they encountered new cultures and made new allies. They fought against all manner of threats, from powerful sorcerers to rogue dragons. But through it all, they remained steadfast in their search for the one who would inherit their mantle. Finally, after many long years, they found the person they had been looking for. His name was Tarek, a young warrior who possessed not only great skill with a sword, but also a deep sense of justice and a fierce loyalty to his people.

For a few minutes, Serena forgot she had a quest awaiting her. She relaxed in Kendrick's embrace, letting him cuddle her and assure her that everything was fine. She pretended that everything was actually fine for a while, that there wasn't a war going on and she didn't have a quest to go back to. It calmed her for a few minutes, but reality overcame her. Everything wasn't fine. There was a war, the black witches massacred innocent lives, and she still needed to journey to the hidden village beneath the ocean to retrieve the sword of death.

i snap and storm out of the office and out the door, i jump off of the porch and shift before i hit the ground. P.O.V. ren i can feel the wolfsbane start to ware off enough to where i could move. i slowly stand up and move to the bed and sit down. 'phoenix are you okay' i ask concerned 'im ok just weak, in an hour i will be back to full strength...we need to find a way out of here ren...the rogue that came in here earlier i know him he was part of the wolves that came the night your parents were killed." i can feel her strength coming back. all of a sudden the door is thrown open and four rogues come threw the door. i jump up and move as far as i can way from the cage door.