Skyward Novels & Stories

The man continued talking and Trainee 031 wasn't sure if she should scold herself for not being interested in what they were telling her. "another classification we call are swans. Swans do not have aurum abilities as they live normal lives, also known as natural people. It's a bit hard to tell an 'aurum' from a 'swan' as their physical features are absolutely indistinguishable but do know that swans cannot see 2nd generation hollows which," he pauses, "You were a few weeks ago." Trainee 031 twists her head at the statement, confusion spreading out as she tries to puzzle together the things they were telling her.

Aurora quickly declined, she didn’t want to be in his debt more than necessary. “Just consider it as the payment for taking care of my son aura, if Liam was here he would have said the same thing, allow us to help you as much as we can” he said softly and she couldn’t even refuse, where the hell would she get the money from if she did refuse. “Thank you so much sir, I appreciate everything you have done for me today” Malcolm smiled, “for the record, it is Malcolm and not sir. You can call me Malcolm”

“Remember the road up to nan’s?” “Goddess, yes.” Sierra snorted, lips stretching into a smile. “I never got why we always took that road when it had been snowing.” “Uncle Kade said it was to build character.” Lucas chuckled. “I think he just liked torturing dad.” “He certainly liked torturing someone.” Sierra agreed before: “Lucas watch out!”

Everyone studies me, the guys taking in my amazing outfit and the girls looking jealous that I might steal their boyfriends or something. Well, I won't deny the possibility. "This is our newest intake; Ava Collins. I would like all of you to make her feel welcome. Rhea, kindly show her around." He says as a girl I assume is Rhea, eyes me up and down, nodding her head. "Well, I'll leave you to get comfy with your peers and settle in. Before I forget" he hands me a card with my name and a code on it. "This is your identification card. You can use it to gain access to your classes, dorm and get your schedule. I'll check on you before the day ends." He says before leaving me with a group of youn

“I know. Impressive right? It takes a true mechanic to know how to work a machine without the tools to do it. Shifting was a pain but once she got up to 130 she was flying steady.” “The top speed is 125!” Sky rolled her eyes at me. “Actually, it’s 123 but not if you throw in a little extra boost.” “I need to go before I throttle you.” She chuckled. “I get it. Throttled. Good one.” Kev snorted and laughed but he came over and grabbed my arm. “Alright, Alpha. We need to head back. Remember, you have things to do. Like not murdering your future mate. Yeah?” I growled and pointed at Sky. “We will talk about this later.”

dad said with a slight frown on his face. " it's okay dad, I'm doing this cause mom will want me too. And I want to be chosen dad... I won't let you down" I told him with my chin slightly raised up. " I will always be proud of you my princess" he mumbled and I smiled at that. " I love you" he added and I replied with a "I love you too" I sat in the chariot with two bodyguarda while the four winged horses flew through the sky and towards land. I released a sigh as I admired the beautiful, colorful clouds.

In Gray City, just as Tranquil Clinic was about to close, a man walked in. "Sir, you're not here to see a doctor, are you?" Felix asked, looking at the man as he entered. "I'm Stamford Walter, the seventh elder of Skyward Guild. We've received the message you sent." With a slight lift of his right hand, Felix said, "You received it and still sent someone here. It seems like the guild isn't what I thought it was."

The light was flat and grey and the wind had picked up enough to mean business. Vespera stood outside the studio building, looked at the sky and then at her phone. Her driver had messaged twenty minutes ago. He'd already contacted the agency for a replacement but the replacement was forty minutes out. Forty minutes in this weather was optimistic. She scanned the car part. There were only a few vehicles which belonged to the crew. The studio's car service bay was empty, the afternoon shift already gone. Then the main entrance doors opened behind her and she turned. Ezekiel was coming through the doors with his jacket over one arm, his car keys in his hand and the expression of a man who has h

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