Reverse 1999 Incredible Unicorn Novels & Stories

I swam towards an inflatable unicorn, the size of a car, and grabbed onto it. It was twelve feet long, pearly white with a gold horn, rainbow mane, and a cup holder in the tail. It dominated the pool, bobbing like a smug, inflatable monarch. Maxwell immediately found his way towards me, floating atop the water with practiced ease. “That's my unicorn and I don't have any intention of sharing.” I blinked repeatedly before widening my eyes, feigning surprise. “I got to it first, so it's mine, Mr. Petty.”

I raised my hand to stopped her and glanced at him who was trembling because of anger. This is what I wanted to see. "After the time reversed, your life span was stopped and eventually you weren't able to get older. You roamed around the entire Empire while acting low." The tale of the reversed man is one of the story that Eunice told me. I thought it was impossible, but seeing how angry he was, it means that the story was true. Then there's only one reason why Eunice told me that story. I might not get old and will not able to die just like him.

Breathe, just breathe… I peeked through a crack in the jerremy up at the violet shadow, which suddenly in a sizzling spray of sparkles changed into a tiny heights unicorn that tumbled out of the sky and bounced off me and onto the floor. “Ow,” Mischief’s voice groaned out of the unicorn’s cute mouth. The unicorn rubbed his hoof over his sore fluffy head. “Of all the intolerable, deplorable, fiendish—” “Such language from such a sweet unicorn.” As the jerremy slithered back inside, I snatched Mischief’s horn and yanked him up to eye level. He squeaked. “As a battle move, I have to tell you, that wasn’t epic.”

After naming the twins Strawberry and Blueberry, she got more creative and decided to name the beta's unborn child Boysenberry. Just like how Izan had shown his dislike for the twin names, Adam had done the same refuting the name immediately after he heard it. But you see, Miracle was quite adamant. She had seduced her own mates into making them convince Adam after which she went to the beta himself to solidify the name. The beta still didn't like it but with his mate telling him it wasn't that bad at least not as bad as the twin berries, he let it be.

My smiles never held this kind of happiness, My eyes never showed emotions, I have never been nervous, I've never felt this special, I never knew how love felt like, I've never wanted to be better for someone, I've never craved for someone, Until you..! Until you♥️

"Why… Why is my pretentious mom actually Luna? Ahhh!" Beau's little face turned bright red as he threw his head back with his mouth wide open and wailed uncontrollably. … "Gosh…" In another VIP suite, Rupert, who was already kneeling on the floor, felt his body go limp the moment he saw Corona safely cross the finish line. It was as if his spine had been ripped out, leaving his upper body to collapse like a pile of noodles. Only then did he muster the courage to turn his head and look at the man standing behind him—the one who held his life in his hands.

“My mum is a princess” Everyone chuckled at Silver’s outburst and that was when the triplets began to argue. “Doesn't that make dad a prince? If mum and dad are prince and princess, then what are we?” Silas joined in, slapping the two of them on the head with his comic book. “Dummies! They are the Alpha and Luna” Marcel and I alongside the guests couldn't help but laugh at their innocence while he tightened his grip around my waist as we acknowledged the guests and began the coronation party.

The notification shows a text from an unknown number. UNKNOWN: K is all I'm going to get for a name, huh? My stomach flips and my heart skips a beat. A winking emoji follows the message. The stranger. I stare at the text, feeling both surprised and amused that he had bothered to contact me. My thumbs hover over the screen and the cursor blinks at me, waiting for my response. K: Wasn't sure if you wanted to know or not. Figured I'd at least leave a little something behind.

Then another text came through, carrying his usual unquestionable certainty. [Once I’m done handling this situation, we’ll have the wedding. I promise. Just wait for me a little longer, okay?] I stared at the message for half a minute before blocking his number and deleting every way he could contact me. As the plane took off, I watched the city slowly disappear beneath the clouds. I touched the scar on my face that hadn’t fully faded, then looked down at the bandages wrapped around my hands. There was no reluctance, only relief. Ninety-nine canceled weddings were enough.

The man asks, breaking the silence, his voice deep and gravelly, the sound intoxicating. “Uh, Hi. Err…Sorry.” I croak, my own voice husky with arousal, causing my face to flame red, “Uhh,…Yeah…I’m Gwynn…Err… Guinevere. Guinevere McKay…I’m here to meet with the Alpha.” I finally manage to spit out.