The Extra's Academy Survival Guide Novel Yonder Novels & Stories

¶We create our fate every Day...most of ills we Suffer from are directly Traceable to our own Behaviour.¶ - Henry Miller * * * ** ¶Neil PoV¶ To say, shocked was an understatement for me, seeing Ronin back into Aiyla's life was a big surprise for me which I did not expect to happen at least not in this life. But I guess my thoughts were wrong and here he is standing in front of me holding Aiyla in front of me.

"The survivors are panicked, Seraphina. They went to gather the soaked nuts from the bank, and the water tasted like vinegar. The New Wild is thinning out." "Because the Author’s desk was only half the machine," Xander said, turning to look at the stranger who held the book. The old man was still standing by the hearth, his face unreadable as he watched the manuscript weep. "You didn't just bring us a blank book, did you? You brought us the Casting Bed."

I registered Silas talking with Saint and Atlas, trying to figure out the best way to get everyone safely below ground as I worked, but I elected to let the males puzzle out this portion of our plan themselves, unaware of the obstacles standing in our way due to having never traveled this way in the past. My stomach rumbled hungrily as they plotted, the muscles starting to cramp from a lack of nourishment, and a few of the girls complained about being starving as well. All the same, there was nothing we could do about that for the moment, so I focused on ensuring the males hadn’t been injured too badly by the acid rain as Silas and the others began organizing the group to descend below groun

Wonderfully, blessedly normal. Around midnight, Yuna's phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. Meet me at the old library. Third floor. Come alone. Someone knows about the other survivors. They're in danger. Yuna's blood ran cold. Other survivors. Other kitsunes. "What's wrong?" Camille asked, noticing her expression. "I have to go out." "Now? It's midnight." "I know. But it's important." Camille's eyes narrowed. "This is one of those supernatural emergency things, isn't it?"

The coordinates that my watcher sends are further away from my usual hunting grounds but I kind of expected that with me going to sector twenty-five. It was all divided up once the earth became survivable after some idiot decided to drop bombs for political reasons that don’t matter anymore. When mankind emerged from their bunkers or space-age tubes, that's when we discovered the shifters. They somehow managed to live on the surface in the only pockets of ground not affected by the radiation, which of course meant the humans wanted it. The humans answered this by creating people like me. we’re raised in schools like The Academy, trained to kill, not to ask questions and give our undying devo

Warriors on a suicide mission. Kade and I took the last two portals. He led to the mountains where Blackwood survivors hid. Mine led somewhere else. Somewhere cold. “See you at sunset,” he said. “See you at sunset.” We kissed. Desperate. Possibly goodbye. Then we stepped through. I emerged in a frozen wasteland. Snow and ice and wind that cut like knives. And in the distance, a figure. Watching. Waiting. The eighth cursed bloodline. But when I got closer, I realised the horrible truth.

“A minute later, everything went dark. The Iron Claw didn't come in with trucks; they dropped from the sky. They knew exactly where the Alpha’s quarters were. They had a digital map that shouldn't have existed.” “I ran toward the center of the camp. I saw Cane screaming for Nara. The sanctuary was already in flames. I saw the cabin where Nara had run back to... and then it collapsed. A direct hit form the sky. Cane tried to dive into the inferno, his skin was blistering, his hair singed. Vane and I had to physically tackle him, dragging him away as the roof caved in." Jax turned to me, his eyes wide and haunted.

“You'll have to prepare a tissue for that. It's so good that it made me cry at the end." "So you findished this already?” She was somewhat surprised because Xiana wasn't the type to finished a book in one sitting. “Yeah. It made me cry because it is so relatable. The plot revolves around two close friends who are stranded in a foreign country after being kidnapped and must make sacrifices in order to survive." "Aww, I can't wait to read this," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm palpable. The book's nostalgic scent wafted from the pages, and she smiled to herself, thinking she'd read it tonight.

The scene shifted without warning, and fire tore through Gildeon’s eyes. Rifts split open across the cosmos. Beasts poured out of them in packs and storms, breaching the world from every side. They tore through cities and fields, devouring higher mortals, lower mortals—anything that lived, anything that screamed. Above it all stood Yonah, still as judgment, watching the slaughter unfold beneath him with a cold, empty gaze. Gildeon felt it. Not as a distant vision, but as something forced straight through his nerves—the terror, the grief, the choking despair of people who knew the end had come and could do nothing to stop it.

You will, in lamest terms, replace me. I don’t have much time left. I just want to make sure things are done, and done right. No one in this group is being hunted anymore, I have a secret room in the house I let you and your family stay in. It’s in the basement, I will show you how to access this room. There are cameras surrounding the property. This property however, isn’t on any map, nor is it easily accessible. This property is where I planned to live out my days, before I started helping each and every one of you. I want to make sure that everything is set in stone before I go, and I want to do so by entrusting everything to you too. The Doctor who helped the wrong person and the teacher