Sans Origins Novels & Stories

“When we left for school four years ago, we didn’t go directly to Italy we went clubbing in New York. It was just our own way of having fun before we have to study for four years. We did have that fun that night and that’s where I met the father of my kids. He was just a stranger that I fell in love with at first sight, but I knew at the very moment I saw him that we can never have anything more than that night. I decided not to exchange any names as I was going overseas to study so I didn’t see any point of knowing each other’s name. I found out I was pregnant three weeks later. First, I wanted to abort them as I was not ready to have kids, I was still young, and I didn’t know how I was goi

I frown a bit. " Yeah, Bev has been moving from home to home for most of her life, now that she is in another one and it looks promising, it's kinda scary for her. She's never lasted this long at a place." " That's where she gets her trust issues, I get it now." " It's quite difficult to adapt to new people in her life. Her mother abandoned her when she was just a baby and she doesn't know her father. She's used to moving and she found it easier to run away, then being left alone."

The child had his eyes and her hair was a combination of her mother’s red and her father’s gold. The woman was gone, as fast as she had appeared. Gwen had not gotten the chance to ask who she was or to say thank you. The wolf, the woman had known of the wolf. No one knew Gwen was here and the Towners die not believe in werewolves. But the woman –

"The Original Nothing is not a being. Not an entity. Not a consciousness. The Original Nothing is absence. Pure absence. Absolute absence. Total absence. It is the absence of everything. The absence of existence. The absence of possibility. The absence of potential. It simply is not. That is what it is. Not being. Not existing. Simply not. Before anything was, it was not. Before existence existed, it was not. Before something became, it was not. Not-ness. That is the Original Nothing. Pure not-ness. Absolute not-ness. Eternal not-ness." Another ancient continued. "We came from the Original Nothing. All Darks came from it. We were part of it. We were extensions of it. We were fragments of it.

Naraja: “Huh, the hell. I know this wasn’t here last time and what the hell is up with my eyes….the pupil is weird as hell.” Naraja knew deep down inside himself even if he had forgotten about who he was and only knew the name given to him with nothing else to go off on. Either way he knew that a person's eye or at least the pupil was not supposed to have the infinity symbol in it. Naraja examined his eye a little bit more and then heard--- ???: “Would you like to keep going?” Naraja: “UWAAAAAAAAH!!!”

So they agreed to post whatever they came across, be it writings, pictures, music, no task required. No Return left LA by the time spring managed to kick winter away from Patagonia. But on its way out, winter told spring about Macondo. And while it rained nonstop and everything was damp and muddy, and people asked each other what did a blue sky look like, Silvia found herself facing unexpected hard times.

She suddenly reached over with a surge of strength and grabbed Tara by the shoulder. Tara wiped her tears and stared into her grandmother’s eyes, the steel in them making her sober. “There is a prophecy about our lineage known only to us. The other parts of the prophecy are missing except for the last line which says; for the last daughter of Osoro shall usher in a new era, darkness so thick the universe would tremble in fear, light so bright angels would bow in worship. The earth shall be lost except all twos return to one.” her grandmother said.

"Well, Melo is here sulking and is drinking all night long. He was repeating himself that I should call Ange." "Well, that's weird? I didn't even know they have communications." "Me too and at the top of that Melo sulking? and drinking? This isn't him at all. He even left his company and came home after a long time." "I know. Ange went abroad for a seminar the other week. Could they meet at that time?" "Maybe? I don't know. Melo isn't giving me a clear answer." "Well, then until when is Melo staying here?"

Black The Origin Chapter 42: Pursuer (2) "Can I come?" Those are the words Alkhun didn't expect. "Huh?" He was confused. Cyan Hogi was a guy who never leaves this capital. It was something he heard from rogh. "He never left the capital?" Alkhun was shocked when he first heard this and who wouldn't be from the perspective of a hundred years old immortals that just seem ridiculous. Like a child given feet but doesn't

We can smell other werewolves, humans, and rogues. What are rogues again? Rogues are werewolves that have no pack due to being kicked out or who chose to leave. They are generally weak without their pack and unless they are able to integrate themselves into the human world, they won't survive very long. Your parents were lucky because they had each other to keep strong and we're able to live outside of a pack. What about me? I have no pack.