Trove Novels & Stories

She’d been trying to siphon its information out of his father, but the king did not give it to her. “Troxe came from the Ancient Shadow Transcript which can be separated in two terms: tro and xe. Tro can be translated as sacrifice and xe as a closest l**k. This means Troxe is an artifact one can give to her friends, relatives whatsoever. Wearing this will protect the Wielder but at the expense of the giver’s energy. That’s what make it dark.” The teacher gave his student a sleepy look, and then, focused back on the book. “However, under no circumstances will I be revealing the secret behind it, as it is highly prohibited by—”

I answer with a fake smile plastered on my face. He takes my hand, and I follow him out to the floor with the other couples. His tall orange frame almost blocks me completely from seeing anyone other than him, and that gives me a slight sense of ease. "You know my name, but I don't know yours," I say while trying to sound casual, and he smiles. "My name is Tilk. I am from Bronkark. I have served since the age of eighteen just like everyone else, and I am delighted to be participating in this harvest," he answers with a smile, and I nod knowingly.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Prisca answered, taking her seat. "Anyways, now that you are here…" he turned off the demo and continued, "something big came for you earlier today." "Ok?" Prisca said, arching her eyebrow. SK leaned closer and said, "AD&B foods proposed an endorsement deal, alongside Tufiq cosmetics." "What's in it for me?" Prisca asked. "30 and 50 million naira respectively. They just need your say so they can seal it with you." SK replied. "Okay then, but I hope this one will be good. The last one screwed me over."

Might as well do some research for possible job openings. I turn on the computer and it opens to my email. I notice that I have a new message, so I click on it. I begin to read it aloud: “Dear Miss. Lozerno, We would like to offer you an internship at our company. If you do well, we may consider hiring you full time. We are looking for people with your skill set and hope to hear from you soon. Sincerely, Rebecca Dulte, Hiring Specialist at Techex.” Techex is a big tech company, as in fortune five hundred big, and I just got an internship offer from them. How does that sound? I ask Enar, my wolf. An internship at a fortune five hundred company.

I scowl at it. If Ragnar thinks I'm going to play his game, then he's grossly mistaken. I make way for the bathroom, but my hand brushes over the shelf, knocking a book down. I'm about to pick it up and toss it back in the shelf when I stop, looking at the open page. An image of a hooded man, dressed in a black coat, swinging a scythe in one hand stares back at me. "The tale of the three wolf packs..." I whisper, reading the caption underneath.

The harsh glare of the sun did nothing to perturb me as I walked toward the glass doors that marked the entrance of Trove Company. My reflection stared back at me faintly in the sheen, curls slightly frizzed, bangs uneven after the morning rush. I paused for a heartbeat, smoothed my hair, straightened my blouse, and tilted my chin up. Above me, the imposing letters of TROVE gleamed in steel against glass, proud and unyielding. A tremor worked its way through me.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.

He was trying to get Damien’s attention. “Ok! I have proof that your boss is Seth. Just G****e Seth holdings” I asked hopeful, but I saw he wasn’t interested so I decided to do it on my phone. “Dude, seriously. Our boss” he motioned with his hand pointing at everyone around “is Mr. Young” he finished. “Look” I took out my phone to search waiting for it to finish. “No search found!” I read the obvious. I stood there shocked at what was happening.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.