Thousand Autumns Novels & Stories

The air was thick with the smell of blood and antiseptic. The wound on my forehead had been carelessly bandaged but still throbbed with a tearing pain. My old ankle injury had reopened too, hurting so much I couldn’t move, only lie there helplessly. Just as I managed to prop myself up, the door opened, and Luna Anya walked in, looking down at me with that same superior air.

it asked. Autumn stepped forward without hesitation. “Yes. I’m not running anymore.” The spirit extended its hands. From the water rose a small orb — pulsing with violet light — Selaria’s essence. The moment she touched it, her body jolted, eyes flashing with memories not her own. A battlefield. A betrayal. Her scream echoed through the trees. Zane caught her. “I’ve got you, Autumn. You’re not alone.” One piece down. Two more to go.

Autumn nodded gently. Charlie then asked Isaac to deliver a car key to him. After that, he drove Autumn to the Aurous University of Finance and Economics in Shangri-La’s Rolls-Royce. On the way there, Autumn had been looking around her curiously. This was especially so when she arrived at Aurous Hill’s city center, and she could not help but say, “Aurous Hill is just a second-tier city. So, how could it be developed so well? It looks no different than an international metropolis…”

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Tracy The worst mistake I have ever made is to let my emotions take control of my will power. I stepped into the house and my phone pressed on my ear. Nelson at the other end of the line. I giggled at his dry jokes. “Did you realize it's morning?” I walked past my paranoid husband who looks drop dead mad at me coming home at the odd hour but he will pass. Letting the jacket around my shoulder to drop to the ground when the temperature of my mansion welcomed me. I went straight to the dining table.

My gaze remains fixed on her. “I want to understand your pain. Your weakness. Your joy. I want my heart to beat with yours.” My voice grows stronger. “I want to love only you for a thousand years...I want ours to be a love of a thousand years...A love that will fulfill whatever bond existed between our ancestors.” I swallow. “I want you.” I say it to this version of Athena standing before me. Her eyes soften. Affection begins to glow inside them. Slowly, she raises her hands.

They had spent about half and hour traveling in complete silence. Dante faced the window throughout the drive. He found watching the trees and sky peaceful. The driver, who later introduced himself as John, turned on the stereo to clear off the boredom in the air. Despite that, it was the longest thirty minutes of Dante's life. He had no idea where he was being taken to whatever was waiting for him there. About twenty minutes later, the car got to a stop. Dante looked outside the window and was speechless. They were stopped before a tall gold gate. The type of gate you'd find in modern royal films. Where are we? He wondered.

*Aaron* I don't know about you, but waking up next to someone as extraordinary as Winter can do funny things to a guy. Today, I felt like I was plugged into an energy grid or something. I woke from deep sleep, blinking against the golden rays pouring through the window, only to find Winter still lost in her dreams, her red hair swirling around her like a fiery halo. For a moment, I just sat there, taking in the sight, wondering how someone so ethereal could exist in my world. The tattoo on my chest—a northern star—seemed to pulse in sync with my heartbeat, thrumming with the same energy I felt when I marked her.

I used the first glaciers technique that Cool had taught me. Figures. I used the crystal board as the base and I produced water from my hand. "Listen. We won't look for Tita Sally. Because that was what the darkess wanted us to do." I said and made a circling figure over a dark forest I made from the water.

My whole body is numb, and all I can do is cough and sneeze. As soon as I get to land, I lay on the cold snow in a ball on my side. I can't feel anything. Maybe I am going to die. Freeze to death. Here lies Temperance Andrews. A pathetic nothing that died with no one to care about it. I close my eyes, not caring what will happen. In movies, there is always a person telling the other not to close their eyes. But no person is telling me that, so why should I care? ******************************