Ranni X Tarnished Novels & Stories

The screen was broken and it was not in good working condition but she managed to operate it She groaned as she flipped through Lisa's emails. The phone slipped from her hold and she covered her mouth in shock. She could not hold her tears. She hit her chest repeatedly and blamed herself for the mess. She saw it coming but she was negligent. Through the mails, she realized Lisa had paid some ransom already. She shivered as she remembered the day Lisa returned looking dirty and all.

"I'm really glad you want to stay, cher. This is gonna be good." END OF VOLUME 2: RUNNING ROGUE

Milton returned from the river and grabbed a bowl of porridge. “Rania is a Fire Mage novice, and Sylvar is a Snow Elf. They are n’alxaes, but the twins fucked Rania. I am still wondering how Sylvar permitted you two to live after touching what is his.” “We did not fuck her!” Eude protested. Rhobart snorted. “You only deflowered Rania... as you did with Skurja! Don’t think I forgot about my cousin!”

They nodded and Ryan told him about Nick's condition. "Oh my poor boy. Hope he gets well soon. Is it is Ivanov boy who got hurt" he asked sipping his drink and the boys nodded with confused faces. "From the color choices of yours and your eye colors, I can tell who is who if they didn't change over the years" Franco said giggling and they joined him. "Umm, White is for Rowan Blue is for Wylan Silver for Skylar Gold for the Leonardo the great as he loves to be called

Ravan questioned shabbier purposely stressing on Reva’s name as his bloodshot eyes remained fixed on his every move. On other hand when shabbier heard Ravan word a flash of worry got lingered on his face which was quickly replaced by arrogance, he took a sip his Scotch and with one step at a time started walking towards Staircase to come down “Reva… Reva… Reva… Your fucking slut, I thought she was nothing but a bed warmer to you… until...” Shabbier said as he stared heading down “That bitch got up trapped in her spell and convinced you to leave me, to leave this underworld, this empire which you and I build together in India” Shabbier added as he took one last sip of his scotch and sent h

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

Elara’s legacy, Jorah’s strength—they drive me, but Cassia’s sacrifice is a wound I can’t heal. Taryn’s aura flickers, his relic pulsing. “Voren’s fortress is in the wastes’ heart, a day’s march beyond the outpost. His relic feeds on lunar blood—yours, Elara’s. I… helped him harness it, long ago.” His voice cracks, guilt raw, and Maddox’s shadows tense, but I silence him with a look. “Save it, Taryn,” I say, my voice cold. “Prove your atonement, or I’ll let Maddox have you.” My wings fold, the tunnel’s runes guiding us, but Renn’s voice, hesitant, draws my gaze.

I requested. "Are you sure? because this arm is baby I might kinda talk your ears off," "I'm sure," I grinned. "Can I take this off?" she asked referring to her shirt and I nodded watching as she removed the item of clothing leaving her perfectly sculpted body on display. "Okay this arm is a dedication to my ancestors, the all-around forest coming up from my wrist symbolizes physical and spiritual nourishment, transformation, union, liberation and growth. Growth in silence actually because no matter how tall a tree is you can never hear a sound as it matures," She started.

Erya fell on the ground with a thud and there came a point where she opened her eyes but never got to close them again on her own. Cia's glossy eyes flooded with tears by watching another person turning lifeless before her. Why did their love have to cost them so many lives? Why was it tainting them so badly? Shutting her eyes, she buried herself in his arms. Zale, whose eyes were fixed on Erya's soulless eyes, finally darted towards Cia when she caged him firmly. A vulnerable sigh escaped from his mouth because now he himself didn't know that was that game of getting tainted with the blood of their closed ones was ever going to end or it was going to end only with their own blood?

"Not even touching that right now, sunshine." "Ugh." I groaned and flopped back against the bench. “Okay what was that?” Tarin asked, side eying me. “Wolf being cryptic.” “Mine won’t shut up about Tharix’s shoulders. She has a thing for warriors.” I snorted and opened my mouth to reply when suddenly my personal trio of chaos incarnate appeared, Riven, Kael, and Auren, all looking like they’d just won a damn treasure hunt. “Ladies,” Riven said dramatically, bowing low. “Pardon the intrusion. Tarin, we require your assistance immediately.”