Truth Seeking Balls Novels & Stories

“Fool them, give them a fake celebration, that way we will know if they want peace or they go for the attack, and the treaty is just a smoke curtain." My mate is not only beautiful, but also very smart. “Good call, Angie,” Mat said, and I took a deep breath. “There is this Winter Ball… They do a couple of them over the year. The Moon Ball is where they find their partners, but not everyone is in attendance. Only the newly shifted supernatural and some members of the hierarchy.” I started spewing convincing bullshit. If you want to send a lie across and make it believable, you must mix it with some truth.

But I pushed the thought aside, telling myself I was just being paranoid. Just then, a teacher walked into the room, pushing a very round, glowing white ball to the center of the room. The ball was about the size of a large beach ball, and it pulsed with a soft, ethereal light. Several computers were plugged into the ball, their screens glowing with a faint blue light. The teacher, a tall, slender woman with long silver hair, smiled at us as she began to explain the purpose of the ball. "Welcome, students. This is the Luna Sphere, a device that will help us determine your rank and wolf type. It's quite simple, really. All you have to do is place your hand on the sphere, and it will detect yo

Honestly, being an orphan, it felt like I had no choice but to lean on them for now. I sat on my bed, staring around the room, hoping for a chance. Sure enough, Rupert was heading out later that afternoon. The moment he stepped out, I knew it was my only chance. My heart was pounding, but I moved quickly and quietly as I searched the room. Just as I grabbed the gold wedding jewelry, I saw Morwenna standing in the doorway, her eyes full of suspicion. "What are you doing in here?" Her words cut through me like a blade to the heart.

With a white glass ball in her hands. It was a magical ball that originated from the days when witchcraft relied on objects. The ‘fair ball’ as it was popularly known, was used by sorcerers to when someone was lying or not...a sort of magical lie detector. When a lie was told, the white fair ball would glow red, and blue if it wasn't a lie. “Come on, let's do this for you.” “I'm so not doing this.” “Come on, you have to help yourself.”

So did their weight. Turning it one more time, he noted the ninth ball at its core, a small, almost indiscernible piece that on its own seemed insignificant. A worthless piece on its own. He fingered the object and felt the connection. Each ball was linked to the core, though loosely. “Let me help…” Ariadne began. He pulled the third ball from left to right and top to bottom, then watched the balls come loose as one, each making a slow exodus to rest on the surface of the desk.

"Now that I am no longer mad at you, I will tell you that I received a message ball—two actually- and one is for you. I started the message but stopped when I knew it was for you. Why did you contact Bolemir?" Brinn's face lit up. "Let us get the ball, and I will show you!" ——————- The message ball lit as Bolemir's voice filled the Empress's bedchamber. "It is good to hear from you, Brinn. It is Bolemir, but you probably guessed that. We are well, and Gede misses you very much. He is a full-sized fairy now and will travel with the rest of the spring fairies this year for the first time. Prem and Niko send their love. As for your question. I believe the young princess has come upon something

Alpha Jaxon could find other better ways to waste our precious time. "In this next game," she continued, "You must find my ball and bring it back to me. The person who finds it first would get a special reward." Okay... That got me interested. I liked the sound of a reward. "Why do we need to find the ball when it's right here with you?" Sonia inquired. "Is it?" The witch blew on the ball and we watched it float in the air, then fly out the window. Through the open windows, we could see the ball fly away, through the school compound and over the fence, disappearing into the woods outside our school.

Rion remembered that it was a stun ball, one of Anwen's inventions that had shocked the entire palace. "Your Majesty, it- ... is that ...?" Trish, who just stood up and looked like he wanted to say something, immediately showed the same expression that Rion showed. His forehead turned blue when he saw the object that Rion was holding. It was Anwen's stun ball. Anwen called it the 'sleeping ball'. Rion and Trish were the first test objects of the ball and they were both in suspended animation for two days because the effect was so hard.

His left arm turned into stone. He can't use his left arm anymore! His right hand is also useless! Is he really going to die? Then he asked himself, "I am not!" "Ball of Truth!" He called. From afar the ball flew at him. "Tell me where is the closest river or lake's here!" Then something appears from the ball. "Go north." 'Going north?' "If snows didn't work then pure elements would do!" He already tested this out. The first Soul Sentinels float while these two walked.

I asked, taking my stance to strike the ball. “Mr Reece Norman, sir.” She replied.“Put it on loud speaker.”She did and Reece’s voice came rolling out. “Old man Collins, how you doing?” I frowned, striking the ball with the golf stick. “What is it, Reece?! I don’t have much time!!” I snapped.“Okay, take it easy so that you don’t get an heart attack. I just found your beautiful flower, Collins. She’s here, in Bronx city.”“Rachel?”