Novel & Cerita Super Why The Ugly Duckling Becoming A Swan

When I reached the pond, I looked down at my reflection. A stunning white she-wolf with large blue eyes gazed back at me. "You are beautiful, Eilyul," I whispered in awe. "And we are a wolf." "We are a shifter," she corrected softly. "What’s the difference?" I asked, puzzled, cocking my head. "Imagine you are an eagle—your wings, your view from the sky," she urged. It sounded silly, but I obeyed. A sharp pain shot through me as my bones cracked, reshaping. In moments, wings sprouted from my back. My feathers rustled, and I flapped once—then again.

I preferred stories like the sleeping beauty and all. 'Oh, it's a tale about a very Ugly Duckling who believed he was the ugliest creature ever. He never actually saw for himself, he just listened to others who told him he was ugly and unloveable. He believed people's words and he never listened to himself. It took him so long to realize he is actually the most beautiful swan ever.' Maybe it was the way he said it that pulled my eyes to his. He was looking at me with an intensity I've never seen before. I cleared my throat and looked away.

They are lies. The little princess's words continue to ring in my head. I leave the penthouse, shifting into my wolf. I run through the dark streets, and once in the woods, away from civilization, I change into my majestic dragon. My dark wings stretch as I go further and further into the sky.

bеnеath mе. "No way," I dеclarеd, dismissing thе notion. "I wouldn't want hеr as my matе еvеn if shе wеrе thе last pеrson on Earth." I bеgan a campaign of snidе commеnts, еach onе sharpеr than thе last. "Look who dеcidеd to bеcomе a swan aftеr bеing an ugly duckling," I snееrеd onе day, еarning a glarе from Sеlеnе. Shе lookеd morе bеautiful.

My time had come. I looked at the world one last time and thought of my parents' regretful faces. "Goodbye, Mom, Dad. I no longer hate you, but I do not want to be your child anymore. I just want to be reborn as a free little duck, flying over the hills whenever I please. No one will call me stupid or kick me into the water again. All I will hear are songs and melodies of joy, forever and ever…" … Three years later, a madwoman sat in her wheelchair and stared blankly at the sea. An asylum loomed behind her.

Another full moon! Another painful transformation! Rehaan was standing in the jungle alone, waiting for his transformation process to start. As the moon shone brighter in the sky, Rehaan's whole body started to feel the pain. It was becoming unbearable for him. Slowly he transformed into a wolf and started howling. After some time he transformed back into his human form. Rehaan fell as he was too weak. He stood up with difficulty, walked a few steps, and then again fell. It felt like his body didn't have the energy to even get up. After much effort, finally he reached home.

It must’ve been correct because l’Airone’s face lit up, and she clapped her hands. Mage Jaye said, “Make the heron into a pony, please.” I had been expecting her to ask for a bluejaye, not a pony, but I obliged. A white pony, complete with saddle, stood in front of us, letting out a loud whiny. “How about a donkey?” Swan requested. Again, the animal form shifted to create a donkey, crying, “Hee haw, hee haw!” I put a pack and a blanket on its back, like I’d seen in some old western movies.

Wilbur frowned and said, "You can leave if you're scared." Sylvia let out a sigh and shook her head. She said, "We're scared, but where else can we go at this point?" Tyson stuttered, "Sir, I'm scared, but I don't want to stop filming." "Film something for me and send it out," said Wilbur. He waved and transformed into Trevor Penn. Sylvia and the others were shocked. "Let's begin," said Wilbur calmly. Tyson snapped out of it. 'It's not impossible for someone like Wilbur Penn to transform into a dragon right now, let alone change his appearance,' Tyson thought.

Her matted hair now looks beautiful and neatly flowing. Claire had already transformed from an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan. Some of his male friends at school often called Claire beautiful when she sat next to him during lunchtime. No one realizes that Claire used to be so ugly and… ridiculous. However, of course, Mikael will never forget the fact that Claire is an orphan—an orphan adopted by his parents. "Just give me a little," Claire blinked her eyes hopefully, "in exchange, I will obey one of your orders." Claire gives an offer.

Perhaps a long time ago, they also experienced the process from excitement to despair, just like me. Walking from light to dark, I finally accepted this fact in desperation. That man did not lie to me. What he said was true. I did not see an adult of my size for the entire day. Meanwhile, I saw many "children" with wings. I think they were once winged wolves. After falling into the forbidden valley, they slowly turn into dwarf wolves. This also proved one thing: they couldn't leave the valley even if they had wings. My striking brain finally started to work. I suddenly thought of the first person I met at the bottom of the valley - Jo.