True Believer Sparks Novels & Stories

Sparks who was like the ocean. Mr. Sparks could simply kill him easily. Mr. Sparks placed both hands behind his back as he walked leisurely. As he walked, he said, “I came to attend the launch event that my student organized for his new product. That’s not going too far, right?” ‘My student?’ Darius was stunned. “Mr. Sparks, are you kidding me? I don’t understand.” Mr. Sparks stroked his beard. “Don’t you know that Thomas is Franklin’s student? Franklin was my student in the past. In short, isn’t Thomas also my student? Since I’m his teacher, is there anything wrong with me attending his new product launch event?”

Annette chuckled quietly and rather mockingly as she stepped beside me. "Wait,why Fiona?"Seth asked as he walked up too "why not.....um... something sexy like....Kim" "Dude it's a bus"Rodger retorts,hands thrown out. "I don't know,"Annette cut in "I think Fiona's pretty sexy" "Thank you!"Rodger replied proudly "so! As I was saying,I got this bus off a store earlier today" "You got it from a mechanic workshop, Rodger" "What's the difference dickhead?! Anyways,"he turned back to face me "I got this baby,"he slams it's tire "..with 20% discount and two years guarantee"

Tye replied eagerly and Sofia chuckled. “Well, in the beginning, there was a big girl named Sofia, and she had this belief about love, which her Abuela had taught her: Sparks fly when you meet your one true love-” “-How?” Tye asked. This was the first of many interruptions Sofia would come to experience. “I don’t know,” Sofia exhaled uncomfortably. She was already getting scared that this would be a lot harder than it had seemed. “When your hands come in contact I guess-”

Evy, as Lucas had started to fondly call him, loved his sketchbook and colours with all his heart and soul, the only time Lucas had ever seen him cry hysterically, was when he had accidently spilled water on the book with his sipper, and all his colourful scribbles had become distorted and blurry. It was that day Lucas realized, that he and little Evan had a lot in common and one of them was their love towards art. The raven-haired was nothing but immensely grateful for Evan’s presence in his life now, and someone who deserved a huge credit for making him realize that, was his best friend, Austin Lee, who had graduated from the same university, majoring in liberal arts and was currently work

The thunder stopped, and Royal witches surrounded Beka’s body, together with the girls from the pack. They made a circle with their hands, and Trina started to talk a spell. A strong wind blew like everything would go away, stopping the fight, and they all looked at them, confused. The witches were shaking, like they were giving all their strength to her, but didn’t let go of their hands. Beka was screaming more loudly, when something like the black silhouette of smoke, finally left her body, and the witches collapsed when she finally burned and fell on the ground, like ashes.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

"And you? What do you get out of helping me with this? Revenge for your brother?" "Partly." He shrugged, but his eyes burned. "Mostly because I saw you fight when you had nothing. You're not like them. If anyone should wield the Spark, it's you. Not some council of fossils or masked killers." I let out a long exhale, the weight of it all pressing down. "Okay. Say I believe you. What's our next move? Run forever? Or turn and make them bleed first?" "We hit back smart." His words came fast, matching my energy. "Fake your trail north while we head south. Contact one trusted pack that owes me. Learn more about activating the Spark safely. Then we pick targets. Small ones. Prove it works."

I was about to say something when someone yelled. "D-did Camron j-just smile?" Sanchez asked with his mouth open, "I-think I-h-have a fever." He then took Kenny's hand and put it on his forehead. Kenny then started to check his head and said, "No, brother, your head seems fine, but we'll get Al to check you anyway." Raul rolled his eyes, but then Gabriel continued, "You made him smile. Oh my god, Dad, our sister is a witch; she made Camron smile. Hell froze, oh my god." He pretended to faint and fall on Pedro. Pedro grumbled and slapped the back of Gabriel's head and muttered, 'fucking idiot'. To which Barry said, "Language." Pedro smiled at him sheepishly.

Diego asked, "What do they say?" "Only the obvious parts" said Marissa, "you were a child the last time Dad saw you so there wasnt really much to tell." Marissa wore like it was summer: mini skirt and a sky blue top. She had a crown over her pale short hair and lazy grey eyes. "He did say that you're just like Aries and Aquarius Aquarius grandmother. Shes a Pnevma too" "Really?" Diego gasped, "Another Pnevma?" "Yes" Marissa giggled, "You thought you're the only one with a Black Spirit inside them?"

Bubbles of air choked her throat, keeping the whispers back, letting out only a stutter at best. Monica took the King James Version Bible, raised it up with a hand and nervously gulped down, different panic and guilt thoughts raced through her head but she dismissed them - not totally. "I solemnly state I will tell the truth without hiding or adding anything and I should be punished for false testimonies if I lie." Her voice sounded mechanical, like the voice of a person reciting something written. I implore you to say the truth, just this once!