Sloan Eragon Novels & Stories

I almost lost myself completely and killed everyone in this room. Eron walked toward the central platform where the Voidglass sat on its pedestals. His movements were careful, reverent almost, like he was approaching something sacred. Which I guess he was. This was the last piece of his people's legacy, the only thing they had left behind. "We need to move quickly," he said without turning around. "Aldrich will regroup. He'll come back with more soldiers." I made myself walk forward, one step at a time. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else. The silver light under my skin had faded to almost nothing, but I could still feel the hunger there, waiting, watching. It had tasted freedom

A shockwave rippled outward, forcing every wolf—traitor or loyal—to halt. “You have doomed yourselves,” the Oracle rasped, her blind eyes fixed on Rovan. “Gods do not reward servants. They consume them.” Rovan’s smile faltered—just a fraction. Then the ground behind him opened. Not cracked. Opened. Like a mouth. Dark liquid shadow poured forth, rising, shaping itself into something tall and wrong. The second avatar of Eryx pulled itself into the world—larger than the first, crowned in jagged divine sigils, eyes burning with hunger that was not its own.

Say what? “You do?” “Stalker girl.” SAY WHAT? Run. Run. RUN! I kept my mouth shut. I don’t know who he was or where he heard about the stalker thing, but this was outright not nice. No, wait, this was just disrespectful! “Who are you again?” His magical charm was fading quickly. He moved, walking in my direction. That overwhelming urge to flee intensified again. “Ares Sloan.” he replied. Ares Sloan? He is one of them? The Shadowblood Men?

I said quietly. Realization dawned on his face—too late. “I—” His voice cracked. “I just carried messages. That’s all. I swear.” The elders stood, one by one. “Messages for whom?” I asked. Eron shook his head violently. “I didn’t know who he was at first. Just a voice. A shadow. He said he could fix everything.” Fix. The word tasted bitter. “He said the Moon had made a mistake,” Eron continued desperately. “That Selene was meant to rule beside someone else. Someone stronger. Someone who belonged.”

The lights of the settlement—the torches, the scavenged lamps, even the glowing embers of the fires—all turned a sharp, predatory gold. Leo and Meilin ran toward the cabin, their hearts pounding in unison. They burst through the door to find Sarah unconscious on the floor and Elian standing in the center of the room. The boy was levitating inches off the ground, his body surrounded by a halo of golden data-streams. The wreckage of the silver ships outside began to vibrate, the metal groaning as it responded to his presence. Elian turned to look at his parents. A small, cruel smile touched his lips—a smile Leo had seen a thousand times in the mirror during his days at the Thorne Foundation.

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

The center of the circle of the Clan, was where their wedding was being held. The Empress and Emperor of the Dragon Clan and the Emperor and late Empress of the RavenClaw Clan was being wed in the center of the Clan. "I didn't know that this place exist."Zelia said as she roamed her eyes in the place where they'll be wed. She gasped when someone grabbed her hand, since they are still blended in the town, and the dragon who send them here went back to the Dragon Realm to gather his friends and family to watch their marriage. While Zelia was kidnapped by this person named Zerzus, while the one who kidnapped Valerian was his older brother named Zerges. The two brother's push them to the differe

These were my dreams, they might be useful to you and I'm sorry for betraying us was written on the second page and on the third page of the book, The Sargon's of 1104 (before the war) was written on it m stands for married Cyril Sargon m Soroya Adelio = Adrian Sargon, Baron Sargon, Shiza Sargon Adrian Sargon m Alyssa Leroy = Sabriana Sargon, Aricia Sargon, Farsiris Sargon, Saina Sargon, Tiana Sargon, Avantica Sargon, Zara Sargon, Damyanti Sargon, Irene Sargon "I guess this is where I comes in" I murmured to myself when I saw Irene Sargon

Dakota Sloane's body went limp, completely still, which was the last thing we needed. Rolling my eyes, I watched her, my shoulders trembling with unshed tears. Axton's hand gently rested on my shoulder, and I gave him a side glance. "We need her, darling. We need her because she's the only guide we have to Erika," I said, my heart heaving with sorrow for the pain caused by Sloane and Erika, two betrayers. How could I forgive Sloane for what she did?