Redwall Books In Chronological Order Novels & Stories

“I want this for real not pretend. Marry me, Brianna?” Tears brimmed her eyes as she smiled. “Yes. Oh, yes. I will.” I kiss her showing my love for her as I lift her out of the chair and head up the stairs to begin our long, beautiful life together. A/N I hope you enjoyed my three-book series of the Spencer brothers. I promise to work on the last two as soon as I finish my werewolf stories. I am committed to getting those done and published. After I will finish the last two Spencer brothers and get them posted on her soon,

At dawn, we load up our bags and I am thankful that Mason had already arranged for Crimson to ride in another vehicle. The ride is silent as our convoy rolls out of Cambiador and begins the four-day trek to Riocht. My gaze is fixed out the window watching the thick lush green jungle pass by. My thoughts wander between the complicated situation that I have found myself in and the upcoming and impending battle we will be facing. ***** The battle was brutal. Fewer warriors were lost than there were casualties. Our uniforms protected us against the teeth and claws of the Crawlers. Still, the loss of a dozen men was felt amongst the ranks.

I looked at Raziel who was already talking to his brother with a hand on his shoulder and a sneer on his face. Ramses was crying, and was determined not to let Ambrosia go. The other brother, Raphael, with the silver eyes, was still throwing everything he could muster at my shield. Master Rowen was trying to combat Ramses’ fireball and release Ambrosia. Just then another Reaver appeared and started throwing magic towards my shield. This was turning into a shit show. The ritual had already started, the spell was almost complete, and my shield was not in the best of conditions. I stole a glance at Ambrosia and I could see she had her eyes closed and was chanting something under her breath.

Cordelia – I grabbed my husband and teleported us to the Redwood Pack grounds. Once we are at the pack, I walk over to the packhouse and find a very flustered gamma trying to run all affairs. I walk up to the Gamma and explain that I am Alexi’s grandmother, a former queen to the throne and my husband was a former King to the throne. I explained that my husband Edward would run the pack until there was an Alpha and a Luna to take back the reigns. I had him call my grandson Alexander 2nd to confirm our identities.

he comments. He takes the leather book that he was reading when I came in and pushes it toward me, "look here, this is a record of all my soldiers both living and dead. Eight summers ago, thirty-two of my men went missing and it was later reported that they were found dead fifteen miles into your hordes territory,” he points out. "That matches up with the time of my brother's death. Who was leading the men?" I ask. "The report does not say, it simply mentions thirty-two men, no commander found dead at the scene just regular soldiers,” he explains.

Consisting of a quick but loving kiss and a hug. I heard them all start their bikes and I watched on the camera as they all pulled away and left. I just smiled as I finished my drink and started wondering... What the heck was I going to do today!? _________________________________________________________ (for some reason my previous note has been deleted) So, As you can see from the new title, this book is now called ''book one'' in ''The Outlaw Chronicles''. I have planned out a further two books. I can't release the titles yet as it might give away some idea of what is going to happen in the books before it (such as book two can give away what happens in book one and book three can tell yo

Kael found me on the ridge, watching the fires below. “You did good,” he said. “I’m tired of doing good,” I said. “Good,” he said. “Means you’re not done.” Kade joined us. He didn’t say anything. Just stood beside me. The sun rose over Redwood. Red and gold. Clean. Book 2 ended not with a war won, but with a choice made. And for the first time, the pack chose to stay.

Chase. Sunday, February 14th. Hours later. Morning. 5:30 AM. Dawn slowly crests over the horizon as Cameo slips into the car beside me. I tear my gaze away from the icy water where my men have spent most of the night dumping the acid burned remains of Bowman and his friends. “All done?” I ask coldly. He nods. From the corner of my eye, I catch my other men already moving toward the waiting black SUVs. Cold air drifts into the car before Cameo shuts the door.

I ran my hands through my hair, pulling the nearly shoulder length blonde hair back into a small ponytail. Fuck it all The last six months had been fuckin’ hell. I hated everything right now. The only glimmer had been Coral, the red wolf I was guardian for. The red wolves were the protectors and peace keepers of all wolves, and I was Coral’s guardian wolf. Our history told us that having a red wolf present on earth was enough to bring peace and prosperity to all wolves. At most in our history, there had been ten red wolves at one time. Over 200 years ago, a power hungry group of wolves started killing off the red wolves and their guardians, until there were no red wolves left. This led to a

I barely get to the part where Goldie Locks is discovered sleeping by the bears when Brixtius returns with items I requested. Brixtius hands the hot cup of tea to Eurydice, cautioning her to sip the drink since it is hot. He then gives me the two pieces of wood and bandages I need to splint her wrist with. As the little girl is sipping her tea, I place the wood on either side of her wrist, and I slowly and carefully bind the wood to the wrist. It takes me a few minutes, but when I finish, I place the ice on the now splintered wrist. The little girl is getting sleepy by trying to keep her eyes open. "Naptime, little mistress," putting her blankets on top of her. Eurydice passes out in a few s