Treasure Planet Scroop Novels & Stories

He thought being born in such a luscious continent after the war was a privilege for him to take his first breath and fresh air had greeted his infant lungs, and yet here the air had smelled pure, untainted. Taking a step forward he had almost tripped and had caught himself, uprighting himself from the tree. His hand had grazed a large and deep set of claws that was so severe it had passed through the sides. He froze. “My High Rank! Are you alright?” The Scout asked as he tried to catch up with him. Stating the good news he said. “Sir we found the Scouts trail, and it seems the soil here is rich…” “Where are they?!” He frantically yelled.

“You’re lucky Thomas came to me first, because Goldwing won’t give you a second chance. I told the wolves you were harmless. Don’t make me a fucking liar, Riordan.” “Fine,” he said angrily. “I won’t.” Rosalyn studied him. She knew it had to be difficult being the only one of your kind, unsure if you were the last one or not. “Go downstairs,” she ordered. “I’ll let Eden know you can have your pick, whatever you want tonight. Forget about the Alpha. Forget about the girl.” Rosalyn reached into her pocketbook and pulled a gold coin from it. It had the Ouroboros on one side and a fierce dragon head on the other. It was a symbol of elite membership for the dungeons below. She offered it to him.

I couldn't believe that the young man who once refused to let me shed a single tear was now breaking my heart and making me cry over and over again. The last bit of my love for him completely faded away. I went back inside my room. Just as I'd lie down, I suddenly saw that Jasper had just received a message on his communication device. "Dr. Curran, another base camp has already located the person who first invented the water detection device. They're on their way to bring the inventor back. Please find the new water source and return before they bring the inventor to their base."

His voice shook as he cried, "The huge debt and ruined reputation were all an act!" Jim's thumb gently brushed over my pulse as he continued, "It was all to draw out the person who killed my birth parents! That person is hiding among the Forrest Corporation's top executives!" With my wrist still tightly gripped, he dropped to his knees and pressed his forehead against my stomach. I could feel the tremble of his breath through my thin bathrobe. "I couldn't drag you into this! Anne and the child were just part of the cover!" Jim added. Doubt flickered in my heart as I took in his anguished expression.

Layla scrambled back in terror, but it was too late. My claws ripped her dress, revealing the pale skin of her back. It was smooth. Flawless. There was no scar. And Myrna... Myrna had a hideous scar running from her left shoulder to her right hip. The scar I had touched a thousand times, but never once asked where it came from. "Moon Goddess," I collapsed. "What have I done?" "You regret it now?" Layla sat on the floor, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "It's too late, Clark. It's far too late."

Only mine. *********************

He smiled flirting. Why don’t you tell me about yourself instead? I said Immediately after with a charming smile which I was sure he couldn’t resist, and yeah he opened up to me. I am Damian Prinkstone, the only son of the Prinkstone's, and the sole heir to the second most riches company in the world, after Vincent’s of course. He said and I gasped in surprise. Your kidding. I said in disbelief and he nodded. Yes I am. He said and we had a good laugh on that. After we were done laughing, he smiled and told me.

The Vortex was a violent whirl of wormhole made of silverstream where a VEIL supposed to come out, but instead a spacecraft came out of it. Tirana couldn't keep her jaw from being closed. The silver, alien spacecraft was a carrier for the unidentified ores. The mountains of it were added more and the Sovereigns people obediently took them by their loading trucks, ready to process. What they took didn't even made a dent on the towering piles of the alien ores.

As the two men scurried away, Scarlett felt a chill run down her spine as she realized what was happening - they were selling out their own information to the unknown woman for some kind of undisclosed benefit. But before Scarlett could leave unnoticed, one of them spotted her lurking behind the crates. "Hey, you there!" The man instinctively pulled his gun at her. "You made a mistake messing with the wrong person bro, she's the Lord's heiress." Bamm! A familiar throaty voice boomed behind Scarlett as she watched the hand man drop dead within a fraction of second. Stunned at the turn of events, everyone looked towards the direction of the shot and there he was, standing there without a care

Here, in the ancient past, the Earth had finally grown its own teeth. ​In the chaos, I found a way onto the main ship using the "vibration-shift" Aris had taught me. I met the Scout’s commander on the bridge—a creature of pure, blinding light encased in a suit of crystalline armor. He looked like an angel made of broken glass.