Sloan Eragon Novels & Stories

"I guess I should introduce myself. I don't like that you've got Dagon here. I thought I was done with him last time around." "I've wished the same," Dagon responded his eyes still on the sloth. "Maybe your introductions should wait, we are still in a showdown here." "You're not in a showdown," the sloth mused. "You're in checkmate. No matter what you do, you can't escape the fact that I can end this entire experiment right now. " This time Holly burst into laughter and the sloth glared at her. "You can't end this. You're threatening us, but if you were serious about it you'd already have done it." Holly pointed at the creature herself. "No, you won't do it because Eros lives in this world,

Lydia stared at the slave momentarily and eventually followed the princess. "I... I... I c... can understand," the slave stuttered under his breath. The slave watches Morrigan's leaving figure. Pouch of medicinal herbs and money in hand. He bowed in the direction where Morrigan went before walking towards the opposite direction of the princess, towards the slums of the kingdom.

Professor Torrez stated. "Let's go Clive and Celeste." She gestured for her two students to go ahead. "We'll be leaving now Madam. Goodbye." Professor retreated and followed Clive and Celeste. 'If you only knew how rich this unkempt, poor man you are talking about.' Professor Torrez muttered to herself. They boarded the plane and endured 10 hours of flight to Country S.

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

He looked around, his nose sniffing the air to see if she had company, but the area was covered with a powerful magical spell. “You seem to have a lot of magical energy to waste for someone who was termed sick and short of energy today,” he said, his tone suspicious. Sloan shrugged. “I make the best healing potions, so I finally got to use one myself. I’m as strong as new now.” Lucian frowned. “Why the magical spell anyway? Are you hiding someone?” Sloan shook her head as she walked closer to him, a sly smile on her face. “Not someone. I’m hiding us.”

"I don't care about some petty thief! I want to know where Inspector Sloane is, right now!" Sharpe flinched at the volume of it, but he squared his shoulders and kept insisting. "Sir, you can rest completely easy! Someone from the corporate office tipped me off privately yesterday—I paid good money to find out. Inspector Sloane is a retired military man in his forties. He's five-foot-eleven."

Jorg smiled even as he remained standing, his bloodthirsty gaze flashing viciously as he raised his black machete and licked the blood off the edge. Eron was stupefied, and it took him a long while to regain his senses. "Oh, but… this has to be a misunderstanding!" he cried. "T-Things are amicable between my family and Sage Lake Sect, and I'm supposed to visit in a couple days to discuss my daughter's engagement with Maron Ocean. We're basically in-laws… did someone set you against me?" Sheer terror welled up within Eron as all sorts of possibilities crossed his mind, but he just could not understand why Sage Lake Sect was suddenly after him!

Sargon looks over at Corbin and smiles before facing Vladimir and Orion saying, “Pick her up.” They do as he says, lifting her to her feet and holding her between them. Corbin struggles against the chains, yelling, “Sargon… Don’t touch her… Leave her alone…” Sargon smiles over his shoulder as he steps away from Corbin and up to Eleanor, focusing his attention on her as he slides his hand on her cheek and whispers, "What is your name, my dear?" "Eleanor Watcher-King. Sir." "Do you know that male there?"

A pattern that, though imperfect, helped us all keep moving forward. Ethan and I had fallen into our roles over the weeks. He was the general, the protector, the one who made sure everyone stayed alive long enough for us to figure out what was happening. I was the scientist—the one who had the answers, or at least, that’s what I told myself. I had to keep my head in the game. The cure was out there, somewhere, and I was going to find it. I had to.

That wasn't me, this was the real me. I worked for Aaron. He sent me to be a spy, Bella screwed up, and he attempted to use Laura but as expected, what a weakling, and she screwed up like I expected. Right from the onset, I've never loved any of them. None of the Sloans'. All I just wanted was to get my revenge and earn lots of cash. Of course, he wouldn't remember my sister's face because he knows no slight thing of her, but I did. I knew most of his secrets, secrets he wouldn't reveal or how he came about building his company. Behind Eric Sloan was a dark man with many hidden agendas who's seeking for redemption, and that's why he's using Laura to hold as his airbag.