Smiling Proud Wanderer Novels & Stories

Some were dealing with or preparing for the unexpected loss of a loved one, and others were searching for their destined route on a road map previously unwritten. In the end, they all came out of it. While not unscathed–still forever and ever grateful for the lessons learned; Finding themselves, and one another. Hollis Bogard and Whitney York, along with everyone connected to them, turned out to be the ultimate proof of the famously beautiful statement “not all who wander are lost.”

Are you the king of our world? "No," Matter smiled. - I'm from another world. Your Guide has already exhausted its twenty-four transitions. He is very strong, which is why the First Ones could not break him. “Then why did she ask for your blood?” So you're still a conductor? “You could say that…” Matzher said reluctantly. – Sometimes, very rarely, almost never, the Guide, who has made the twenty-fifth Transition, does not complete his Path and does not lose his accumulated strength, but moves on. Such units, they are called Wanderers, their strength continues to grow with each Transition….

he rasped, voice like thunder, “this throne is mine.” Before the healer could blink, he drove the dagger upward into the wanderer leader's jaw. The blade pierced through the skull, bursting out the top in a spray of blood. The man smiled wider, twisting the blade free before dragging it out with relish. The healer staggered as she saw the image, nausea curling in her stomach. The man's tongue stretched out as he licked the blood from the dagger. He turned to the gathered wanderers, his voice rising, loud and cruel.

Don't they ever get tired? "Settle down students," the principal shouted... but people barely even heard him... or they did, but they simply pretended not to. The principal is a forty-something-middle-aged man with wrinkles on his forehead and below his eyes. He has dark eyes, no hair, and wears spectacles because he says they make him look smarter. He's a bit plump, so all his movements are usually slow. All his time as principal here, people have never really seen him smile. they say he's an 'Old-stone-grouch-faced' man. And I can totally agree with that.

Wanderer: Is that your ninth question? Annie: I think I want to leave the tenth one open. Maybe… for the right time. Wanderer: I could never hate you, Annie. Some connections exist just to remind us who we are… even if they don't last. And if this isn't our moment… that's okay. I'll keep what we had with fondness. Not bitterness. Wanderer: And who knows… maybe one day we'll run into each other out there. I'll take you out for artichoke and Sicilian lemon pizza—my favorite. Ninth question: what's yours?

She wasn't just a slave anymore; she was Anya, a rebel with a cause, a weapon in the fight for a free New Shanghai. The journey would be long and fraught with danger, but with the stolen data clutched tightly and a newfound sense of purpose burning in her heart, Anya knew she wouldn't face it alone. The embers of rebellion had been fanned, and the fight for freedom had just begun.

A third shook his head with exaggerated pity. "You'll end up cutting those pretty little hands before you ever get close enough to use them." More laughter echoed through the trees. Another Wanderer stepped forward, a cruel smile slowly stretching across his scarred face. "Do yourself a favor..." He gave a low, mocking laugh. "...and surrender." His gaze shamelessly wandered over her face before settling on her calm, unwavering eyes. "It'd be a real shame if beauty like yours got bruised..." His smile widened. "...before we had the chance to enjoy it."

I go, smiling like a thief who’s found a treasure and is planning the next heist. Somewhere to the left of us, a new warrior squares her shoulders and refuses to be small. Cupid with claws, I think, smug and sincere. What a naughty, lovely job. Time to sharpen the arrows.

I stood in front of them but jv made me sit down like a mad dog who had been smiling for a while. "What are you doing here?" I said annoyed to them so wander shut up. "We would like to say congratulations because that young girl you've been wanting for and the one you had one night with and the summa is just the same girl right? I guess that happens sometimes now" "Hahaha I remember when we picked him up" "Tol, why is kino coming here?" Wander asked because what they saw was like a jungle, but JV suddenly elbowed Wander and pointed to something, so Wander went along and was surprised by what he saw.