The Toa Novels & Stories

Tsk! “Lana, get all the books, credit cards, and account books from her. I want none to be left out. When I say none, I mean none.” Don Angelo sounds so scary. I am glad I'm not in Fiona's or Lana's place right now. But, wait, isn't she supposed to be shaking with fear? Why is Lana winking at me right now? “And you, Fiona! Carla is my wife-to-be. The Hernandez mansion is at her beck and call from henceforth. Do you hear me?”

My towel which I ensured was tied properly round my waist, dropped to the floor. I was bare.

Uche repeated “This is hard to believe. Plus, if what you said is true, then fighting us would be a dangerous game. We have the numbers.” “Are you sitting on your ears?” The Dibia hissed, “They have the strength of the missing toe creatures. And according to legend, these creatures possess the strength of ten thousand men. If these people attack first, they will wipe out the entire village, leaving no one but Ejima, who had betrayed our village.” Silence enveloped them as Uche tried to digest the surprise. There was no way the missing toe creatures could have survived the wild. And those children of abominations, how had Ejima managed to keep them safe? How had she breastfed all those childr

It sounded great, and the party members were finally convinced that investing time to farm the mausoleum monsters was a good idea. Ramping up the excitement, Oritha and Sasha triggered the last special boss dungeon. They couldn’t wait to meet up and see what Mandy the Mushroom Maiden was like. “Is it me, or does he look different?” the Amazonian squinted. Sasha raised her brow at the familiar yet different boss. Don Toad S. Tool must be the cousin of the stage’s toadstool boss. He had a horrid sense of fashion that made Huff N Puff look classy. The new boss wore gold chains, and all the bling bling on his chest burned their retinas.

And as soon as he noticed my dread, he shouted a command. "Fall back!" Everyone scrambled to their feet. Despite the attempted recession, it seems like it was all too late. We were now about to face a beast who rules this forest. Taowu, is one of the four pillars of evil. A personification and mixture of nature and destruction.

We sat at a small table, eagerly studying magical literature. There is still so much fascinating stuff in this world! Once again, guards came to Karadeylis with grim news. This time, in addition to the drained gorts, an entire settlement of toleyars had been found—without signs of life or magic. As my fiancé later explained to me, toleyars are a small race that lives along certain extremely salty lakes. They can survive both on land and in highly saline water. These people have rather rough skin with an oily sheen that doesn’t dry out from the salt, which is why they are suppliers of this mineral, as well as many others.

At this pace, you won't even be able to keep up with how fast the company collapses. The contents of the meeting didn't concern me at the moment. I sat at the far end of the table, pulling out my phone to kill time. I then realized Zack had sent me a text 20 minutes ago. "It's raining today in Minnen. I miss you." Staring at the screen, I found myself at a loss for words as I looked at his face—brooding, yet handsome and stern. I replied, "I'm in a meeting right now, and Mr. Barlow is really intimidating. I'm scared."

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Laugh lines and crows’ feet graced his face that did not have his usual easy smile. The president and The Mick looked at each other. Toad was used to being in jeans and a casual shirt. The same outfit looked odd on the other man. It just didn’t seem right to see him in a T-shirt for the New England Patriots. “Who the hell is Sophia?” Toad asked, angry that he felt like he was missing out on a lot of information on the conversation in his office. “You know her as Shiloh.” Pagan said. “Halloween?” Toad asked and the other three Saints nodded. “Well fuck me.”