Sloan Eragon Novels & Stories

And then I fall, inward and the next thing I know, I'm standing in black water up to my ankles. The world here is shadow and starlight, a place between planes. A heartbeat away from eternity. And he’s here. Raelor. He doesn’t look like a monster. He looks beautiful. Familiar. Golden hair, green eyes, like a dream I forgot I once had. His smile is kind. His voice gentler now. “I could make them pay. All of them. For hurting you. For underestimating you. For betraying you.” He tilts his head. “You deserve more, Serena. You deserve everything.”

At first, nothing happened. Just darkness behind my eyelids and the steady warmth of moonlight on my face. Then images began to flicker—quick, senseless flashes. A man with blood-red eyes. Thaltos. The name came to me out of nowhere. He was the threat Kade had been preparing for. Elena, screaming. She was bound to something that looked like an altar. Silver light was being ripped out of her against her will. Kade and Damien fighting side by side, both covered in blood. They were fighting something I couldn’t see.

Sloane demanded. "We are the Glass Empire. And since you’ve destroyed our map, you are going to help us draw a new one. In twenty-four hours, your husband’s internal organs will begin to shut down. The Gorgon’s 'torture' included a slow-acting neurotoxin. There is no cure in Italy." Sloane looked at Julian. He looked pale, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow. "What do you want?" Sloane hissed, her knuckles turning white around the phone.

She couldn’t help but look at Evanora for answers. Evanora was also confused, looking at those surroundings, as it was the same place where she landed with Egon a day earlier. But how these two people were related? Egon was a human, a king, while this girl was a snake hybrid. They had never met previously, then how were those two related?

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

“Dehydration plays a major role in deceiving one’s own self into believing something which is untrue or something that our mind wants us to tell on the basis of our emotions at that time. Just like it is shown in the movies that when somebody has lost their way into the desert and are going berserk over their thirst for water, they hallucinate an oasis and run towards it only to find out it is a mirage. Likewise, my fears are overtaking me with each inch of distance we are covering. Hence, I am being made to sense whatever my recurring emotions want me to. Oops! I forgot in wondering all this, I must take some water to ease myself up more” Martha finally took a break from her self-conversati

That was a new one for Theo. I expected him to yell and punch things, but he genuinely looked disappointed. “I’m sorry…” was all I managed to say. “With all due respect, Theo. If Erin hadn’t gone rogue and done what she did, we wouldn’t have figured out that Bane is still under the influence of the Slayers. Gavin thought he was able to reverse his mind back and break the connection between Bane and the Slayers, but he didn’t. They were playing us, and we know that for sure now.”

No reply came. But in his chest, the bond pulsed again. Stronger. And in that silence, he knew. She remembered something. Whether it was pain… or him… he didn’t know. But soon, he would. And then the real chaos would begin. Because Darian Draven wasn’t just a mate seeking love. He was a king seeking what was stolen. And he would not stop until every shadow was burned and every truth laid bare—until she stood beside him, whole, free, and his.

He felt weak falling to his knees. "Why do they clap?, If they know who I am and my terrifying powers. They will not be clapping." A multitude of people began to shout cheering and he looks at them in surprise and then Argonaut and Mr. Hayley carries the duo and fled the scene. Several hours later, Eragon slowly squeezes his eyes opened his eyes. He could see the daylight with white curtains blows the fresh wind to his face. He sees Historia arms have been regenerated. She place soaked tower over his head

She held the staff of woven starlight, and her copper hair was a roaring flame. "The Court of Scorn is a Moral Bankruptcy, Father," the Oracle spoke, her voice sounding like a thousand bells. "You rejected the First Luna because you were afraid of the 'Too Much' energy. But Darlene and Eryx are the version of us that Stayed. They are the evidence that the 'Glitch' is the only thing that makes the world real". The Judge-Alpha shrieked. The "Gavel-Field" shattered. The Liquidator-Clerks turned back into silver-oil and broken code. The Contract-Bond between me and Eryx stopped being a cyan digitized line and turned back into a pulsing, carnal thread of Emerald-Crimson Fire.