Shasta Narnia Novels & Stories

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?

The towering trees spread their crowns like guardians, offering shade against the heavy summer heat. Rhea walked beside Alpha Statham, pointing out sights like a quiet guide. She gestured ahead with a small smile. “From here, you can already catch the first glimpse of the Great Waterfall. If the light shifts, you may even see a rainbow forming in the mist.” Statham inhaled deeply, his face glowing with delight. “You’re right. I can already smell the water in the air. This place is extraordinary. My pack has nothing but dry deserts and a few oases. Compared to this, it feels barren. Perhaps I should stay here in the Golden Claw Pack forever.”

"Where did Serena take Zoe?" Anna’s head lolls slightly, her eyes glazing over in exhaustion. “I don’t know…” she murmurs weakly, then winces, her brows furrowing as she thinks. "But… in her office. There’s a bookshelf. A green book—it’s made of some kind of crystal. I think it’s a key to somewhere. I saw her come out of there once. It might be a secret room." I shove her away, already rising to leave, but then I feel her cold, trembling fingers wrap around my ankle.

Nash says, shaking his head. “You must,” Arnold says. “Remember what we learned last time we were here. Stella, through her powers as a Crescent Child, has a special connection to the dead. She is hearing the calls of the abandoned shifters, and that’s causing her great suffering.” This fact seems to strike through Nash’s heart like a silver bullet. “How can we fix it?” Arnold shrugs. “She seems to know what she wants, though.” Sure enough, Stella is reaching toward the battlefield, stretching her little body out of my grasp.

Stella said "What? You are not, Why would you want to go to the war fronts of all places?" Nathaniel asked "I am your Luna, Nathaniel Hunter, and as such it would be a great example if I left with you to war. You demand some respect, and I need to be respected as well and not just be termed as a barmaid. Besides, I want to see that thing fall to the ground with my very eyes and let's see if her alleged Majesty will save her from my wrath." Stella replied

##Chapter 14: Cassidy Book One: Stay It's not quite seven in the morning as I run through the sleeping streets of the small-town Western University calls home. The sun is just beginning to peek over the horizon, washing everything in a soft pink glow. The air is crisp, the leaves overhead vibrant in their orange, red, and yellow colors.

As they retreated from the assembly, the enchanted forest whispered its acknowledgment—a seamless continuation of the story of Nampa, where the cycles of life and leadership wove together in harmony. Luna, surrounded by the familiar scent of old parchment and ink, entered her personal library with the Book of Luna in hand. The shelves were lined with volumes chronicling the history of Nampa and her own remarkable journey. The soft glow of the room's enchanted crystals cast a warm ambiance, creating an intimate atmosphere.

Chapter 146: Closing In on Their Quarry "You're sure you don't want to ride along?" Blake asked. Shasta shook her head. "No, it's family time. I'll meet them all properly when you get back." "What are you going to do all day?" "I don't know," she shrugged. "Maybe Bear and I will take a field trip over to Winchester. I could look for blueberries again and do some sketching." He watched her for a long moment. "Okay. But remember to stay near the water. Don't go any further than the trapper's cabin."