Stormlight Archive Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

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My body feels cold. So cold. I tighten my weak grip around Draven. His breathing is shallow now. Too shallow. The bond flickers weakly between us. Like a dying flame. “Draven…” I whisper, though I’m not sure the sound even leaves my lips. His hand twitches weakly against mine. And I realize something that makes my heart shatter. We’re both dying. The bond pulses faintly between us. Two fading hearts. Two fading wolves. And everything slowly goes dark.

The Forbidden Archive – Vision within the Trial The realm shimmered. Suddenly, Selene stood in a cathedral of glass and fire. Books floated in place—some open, others chained shut with locks of bone and living teeth. She was in the Archive of Fates—a hidden place even gods feared. The books began opening themselves. Each showed another soul who had once attempted the Trial of Shadows. One by one, she saw them. A fae prince who broke under guilt and became a shadow wraith. A vampiric queen who tried to rewrite her past and lost her soul.

If it came to be known that I have special powers, I’d be in grave danger of being taken away from my dad and locked up in a place I wouldn’t be able to escape from. So I logged off the chatting zone since Mya was now offline. Brendan was probably in the kitchen at his house by this time because he loved doing the women’s job. So I went on to playing a game on my phone although my mind wasn’t really into it. All that I could picture in my mind was Ashton Turner. His face was almost as if it was glued on my mind because I couldn’t keep from seeing it. What is it with him? I asked myself this question severally that night. I didn’t have the answer to it though. So in the end, I decided to reti

If she faltered, if the shard claimed her, then it would fall to me to stop her… even if it meant killing her. FINAL SCENE XENIA’S POV The shadows morphed into smoke-like wolves with ember eyes and blade-like teeth when the Architect held up a hand. They snarled as they went around us, turning the room into a battleground. With the air scorching, I raised my fire higher and looked directly into the Architect's eyes. "Let it be the fire that annihilates you if fire is my destiny," I said steadily. And I entered the fire. I stepped into the flames, and they obeyed me.

She reached out and touched the wolf-scar on my chest. I felt a jolt of electricity. A vision flooded my mind. Ronan and Kael were locked in a death-grip at the base of the Salt Spire. Ronan’s emerald axe was pitted and cracked, fighting against Kael’s black-and-silver claws. Silas Drake was circling them like a vulture, his glass-body absorbing the silver fire from the shattering web. "The XIX is the bridge, Amara," Lumi whispered. "But you are the Architect. You have to finish the plan our mother started."

"Look at you, Zara. It’s only been two days and you already look so haggard. You’re trekking under the sun with files, looking for a job that might never come because I’ve made sure it won't. Do you actually think you can survive without me? With me, you never have to lift a finger. You never have to work a day in your life." I tilted my head back, looking him square in the eye with the most tired, bitter smile I could manage. "You think too highly of yourself, Rider Stormfang. Who do you think you are? The Moon Goddess herself? You can freeze my accounts all you want, you can blacklist me in every firm in this state, you can set my father up for treason, but I will never get back with you.

Hopefully, Jacob won’t be home with his annoying little girlfriend; I didn’t have the patience for her right now. The rain decided to pick up just before I stepped outside. I darted across the driveway towards my truck. Hopefully, it wouldn’t last long as I had plans to meet some of the new representatives in town later with Lucas. We had sparked up a few conversations with a few of the girls the other night before Ayla ruined everything. Surely my mate has to be around here somewhere; I can’t be an unmated Alpha. Everyone knows a bonded Alpha is a stronger Alpha. Archer’s POV

She opened it and read it. My dear Cass much has happened by now, and I am sorry I’m not there to witness your life. I wanted to celebrate your triumphs and comfort you in your defeats. But know I love you deeply. This book is my family’s grimoire and family tree. Yes both your parents could do magic, but my talent is only passed down to those with amber eyes. Since you are reading this I’m guessing you have my eyes. Learn the book well and hide your true identity for there is much turmoil in the land.The time will come when you will take the throne of Archon and bring peace and justice back to the land. Rule wisely and most importantly know that I am proud of you.