Romans & histoires Tomes

Momodaeus said calmly, and Baselroth gritted her teeth. Suddenly they appeared in a shadowy place. Both of them were standing on a thin, long walkway. There were several other steep interconnected walkways. Far below them the ground was covered in molten lava, steep rocks and burning flames. The souls of the damned cried out for help as they burned, as they passed through brimstones and worms, working their way through their bodies with teeth sharp enough to cut their bones in preparation for them to become demons. At the farthest end of the steep interconnected walkways Baselroth could see the facade of the large castle where she lived. Its walls stretched several feets wide and fire torche

Devon POV: Slumping on my seat in my office, I sighed deeply. This was the first time in the thousands of years I've lived that I'd think about someone so much. The most annoying thing was that my thoughts weren't occupied by a female, but a male at that! " I'm homophobic, for goodness’ sake!” I yelled and smashed the wine filled glass I was formerly twirling. I ran my fingers through my hair, praying to the goddess that he'd leave my thought, but soon got interrupted when the door was slammed open.

Each page looked like it had been soaked in shadows, the ink melding with the very fabric of the paper. “This,” Petra said with a flourish, “is the *Tome of Deeds*.” Her fingers slid delicately over the edges of the book as she opened it, revealing intricate sketches and cryptic writings that seemed alive with their own purpose. “Within these pages lies every secret about the world’s hidden side,” she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper as if the Darklord himself might hear.

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"Love you baby" ******** The teacher kept blabbering about how to integrate the terms but Isabella's mind was just too exhausted to accept any knowledge. "Snap out of it belle!" Lauren hissed. "Is it about Sante and your mother again" Marissa asked. "Yeah they had yet another banter but that's not what I'm worried about. They keep fighting and yet they love each other a lot so it's not much of an issue. My brain is just too exhausted to comprehend whatever he is talking about" Isabella is claimed looking at the teacher.

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

she gasped. Thing is, while she had seen a picture before, her mind was still completely blown when she saw the building that was Ricardo DiSanto's place of residence in real life. Astrodomo de DiSanto, the locals called it; and an apt name too because the building was actually a large glass dome in the sky, vividly reflecting the red hue of the setting sun on the ground like something out of a sci-fi movie.

"Luca, Your turn" Luca gets up and draws a card. "Ready Tom, this is an easy one". Tom nods and he starts drawing. "Uhm a ring ... circle or something and a ... what's that ? A bump ?" Tom looks utterly confused and Luca shakes his head. Lumi of course is giggling mercilessly, which seems to frustrate Luca even more and he tabs the pen inside the circle. Tom is shaking his head, his tongue poking out wetting his lip repeatedly. "Hmm oval ? The letter O ? Zero ? Planet ? Hula Hoop ?" Every answer makes Luca shakes his head and tab harder. "Fuck Luca, I can't see it".

He put his arm around my body, pulling me against him, setting off calm and sparks throughout my body. The waiter brought out bread for us. Then a different waiter came out with a charcuterie board. He placed it in front of us and said, “Compliments of the chef. Here we have some parmesan flown in from Italy this morning, aged twenty-four months, our most popular imported salami, prosciutto di San Daniele, and our house-made mozzarella.” He pointed out each item as he spoke. After our main course was served, a tall man dressed in a suit came over to our table. As soon as I inhaled his scent, I instantly recognized that he was a werewolf from our neighboring pack that owned the pharmaceutical

Up in the distance, there was a huge crowd, Gregory pointed "That's speakers corner, its where people can use their free speech to spread messages to the public" I looked to see a man speaking through a megaphone to the gathering crowd "That's Tommy Robinson, he's got a huge gathering as you can see, he's very popular" "Whats he protesting about?" I ask watching the crowd "He's protesting about young girls being raped by Muslim gangs, it's a big problem here, we should move, the police will be here soon" "Why?" "They don't like Tommy and what he stands for" "I don't get it?" I say confused