Romans & histoires Rivendell

Asher replied solemnly Keria smiled “thank you, I think I needed to hear that. Now what is the first step?” “We will rest here until the night and then we will make our move. We will travel to bellever forest, the elves that we seek reside there”. “Where is that exactly?” “It is not that far from here, it is in Dorset . So around three hours by car or around one hour if I carry you and run”. Asher smirked. Keria paled “ I think the car will be the better option thank you. Why are we going to the elves first”.

Amell sighed with a sad shake of his head. "You have an independent territory?" Vladimir raised a brow at the new piece of information. "Ha! Why do you think we wanted the ownership of the Fountain of Spirits?" Amell ridiculed as if Vladimir had asked a silly question. At Valdimir's dumbstruck look, Amell threw a filthy look around the preying ears before fisting Vladimir's collar bringing his ear close to his mouth making them appear like two lovers sharing a secret between them. "Don't tell anyone. The Fountain of Spirits might be an ordinary getaway for the Dragons but inside it is a Hidden Realm, a territory larger than any Kingdom you have ever visited."

Vivan said as his body fell down on floor covered in pool of his own blood while his eyes remained on Ravan face in meantime Ravan to kept his eyes on Vivan who was now slowly slipping in to death mouth by standing tall above him holding ‘khanda’ in his hand as blood kept oozing form his arm where bullet was shot when unexpectedly a lone tear drop escaped his left eye and rolled down his cheek. Once Vivan soul…. slowly left his body Ravan drop down his sword on ground and hastily made his way towards Shabbier underground area, a secret place where many of illegal good like guns, drugs, alcohol and explosives were stored, Since Ravan was well familiar with this underground tunnel he did not w

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

he added. "Alright, let's go there," Clark drove his car to Tanawin sa Gulod then. Clark was so mesmerized by the welcoming ambiance of the Tanawin when he entered its vicinity. The cool breeze touched his skin as Chad held his hand and one of the nipa huts there. The view of the recently erupted Tal Volcano seems to be a calm and peaceful volcano now. "Wow, this place is really cool," Clark exclaimed while looking around. "I told you, Dad. You will definitely like this place. I even do my homework here once in a while. Mom and Dad Nats love it here as well," Chad proudly said to his father.

"Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead,"- Benjamin Franklin. Rose's POV: I was back in the beautiful pathway that led to Victor manor. A manor that screamed of darkness. The roads seemed dull, yet strangely alive, as if, it was talking to me. The murmur of the dry leaves at the beginning of the winter and the hum of the gentle breeze played like a monotonous music in my ears. I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul.

Stella paced around her room as the other girls joined her. She looked out the window into the woods beyond. The assassinators crib is a bit far from the City, and it has a very bad view when you look at it from outside. It looks like a deserted church, that way, no one suspects a thing. Even if someone suspects a thing and reports, the cops will only inspect, get tired and go because there's no way they will know anyone stays there. If anyone finds out, that means someone inside the organization is the enemy's agent. But when you come into the main building where they stay, it is more the garden of Eden.

Hopefully, he might agree to release me. When I returned to Beelzebub's dorm to thank him for organizing the fight, I noticed a secret door wide open at the corner of his room that I had never seen before. Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to check it out. As I opened the door, I found myself in a dark, mysterious room filled with strange objects and artifacts. As I explored the room, I discovered a hidden portal that led to another realm. Gasping in shock, I mumbled, "He kept the portal here."

But probably more intriguing was that when one gave it a more detailed look, Javani no longer had any rings, and Mary’s one ring now looked different. “Take one last look Vani” she said, blood slowly trickling out his mouth and his quiet moans becoming more audible “Our home is crumbling before our very eyes. The apocalypse that was prophesied isn’t coming” she leaned in, and whispered into his ear, “It’s here.” Then in one swift move, she twisted it. At that exact moment, his lifeless body plummeted to the floor. She took a deep breath in, closing her eyes, and then exhaled. When she opened her eyes, there was nothing left, but darkness. She let out a devilish smile. “Missed you babe”

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.