Tails Prower Novels & Stories

Pleasantries! This is Mics Artemia, the author of A Trip To Remember. This introduction note was written to advise you to read A Trip To Your Heart first before reading this one since this is a Duology. A Trip To Remember is A Trip To Your Heart's sequel. The latter is still unedited, so, I apologize for errors that you will encounter upon reading. You will find the first book on my profile page, with the same theme as the book cover of A Trip To Remember.

The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad. After about five minutes of careful navigation through the flood with my feet, we crossed the brook. I lowered her to the ground. And just when she stood on her feet, she creamed; “Crabs, crabs!” I looked at where she pointed the light to, and there, on the muddy ground, I saw two crabs that held on tightly to each other with their pincers.

"I was born to do that." Trent came as an escort to this event because he was the only one I could come with. I wanted Troy to be my escort but he was coming with Luce so Trent offered. He is now walking on one crutch. He looks dapper in a pink coat and white shirt with pink don't - touch pants and black leather loafers. His hair has gel on it and has been shaved on the sides. He looks like a whole snack. Sadly, we are just PURELY friends.

They must prepared their bodies, resistance and quick judgement. The triplets continue to practice the use the power of their amulets. Brianna discover that her powers can move the earth beneath she was also can control the movements of the plants and trees and this can be control by what she desires i to do by the use of her mind.

“It is a journey of power. You have to join forces with the Blue Britain pack and the Purple Front pack. Gather up to three hundred people and until then, you would know what next to do or you can summon me back then. If not.” she said and vanished into thin air. Trevor was stunned where he sat down. This was not what he was expecting. He had thought it would be something about some people trying to overrule them and did not expect it to be joining forces with other packs. And to talk about it, the Blue Britain and Purple Front pack, they were known to be the strongest packs in the wolf world.

I went into my bathroom and took my shower, the water calmed me down, I walk out of the shower to my closet to pick my clothes for work, I had a VIP patient to attend to today, and by the look of things I was gonna be late if I don't hurry, since I spent my night dreaming, I picked a black trouser with a blue shirt as I quickly got dressed. This particular VIP patient of mine had an accident during a game, he was devastated and thought he couldn't go back to playing again, but luckily I and my team were able to bring him out of his depression, that is with his cooperation, because when he learnt that with time he could go back to the game, he wanted everything to work fast, but after much en

he replies smoothly, just as the Orbot shines a torch on the side of the ship, signaling us forward. “I’ll give it to him—hell of a loyal driver,” the talkative jake murmurs as we follow. I almost wonder where the Orbot learned to handle a ship. Surely that wasn’t part of the résumé when I hired him four years ago. “Yes,” I admit. “He is.” “You should give him a raise.” I ignore the comment, keeping my eyes on the planks so I don’t fall into the water. “You sure this is your ship?” I press again.

Wendy's sarcastic cross-armed. "Ynaria, Wendy. Can you stop this?" Trist's disobedience causes both Ynaria and Wendy to be stopped-and it gets everyone's attention back. "Trist," Clement said, but Trist ignored it instead continuing to speak. "If I only knew this was going to happen. I hope I didn't agree," Trist said disappointed and shook slightly. "I'll admit, we've all been drinking, but don't get mad. I understand what you're going through in life and whatever we've experienced at the resort. Please, let's just forget the past, shall we?" Its suggestion. "This conversion is over, go home!" Trist's last word before he left the VIP room.

~~23 years~~ A wide smile graced Trevor Williamson's face as he stepped towards the bar. His blue-green eyes assessed the two women in front of the counter, eyeing him. As he strode toward them, he could hear what they were saying about him, and he shook his head slightly. They weren't particularly loud, but it was due to his ability to hear things from a far distance. Also, he could read anyone's thoughts if he wanted, but he believed it was a privacy invasion, and he only did it when necessary.

What did she mean by that? "Your wolf is a one of the rear type one, who has more power than the usual one. You have fast healing power and run faster than any other, isn't it?" She lifted her brow while inquiring about me from me. "I never noticed it but one time Xavier and I had a running contest and he won it." She shook her head. "Of course he did, he is a tribrid, and we aren't talking about him. Anyone else other than him? Because Xavier is the most powerful creature and nothing can be compared with him." I nodded, agreeing with her.