Unscramble Unicorn Novels & Stories

She held her unicorn close, her round eyes scanning the room, deciding on the perfect hiding place for it. Should she hide it in her backpack? No, that wouldn't work. Her backpack was too small for the unicorn! Perhaps inside her cabinet? But her cabinet was full of colored pens. They might stain her precious unicorn! At last, Lizzy clambered onto her large bed, carefully tucking her unicorn in the corner at the foot of the bed, concealing it under her small pillow and blanket.

The unicorn spoke, “I can tell you what I can.” “Can you start with who you are? Do you have a name?” The unicorn laughed but it sounded like a small song playing, “All creatures have a name, child. I can tell you my lower realm name, which is Sylvrmane, but I cannot tell you my spiritual name.” She scratched her head, “Spiritual name?” “Yes, every creature ever created has a spiritual name and a lower realm name. Your lower realm name is, Evrah. That is what you are known by in the lower realms.”

Unicorn Unlike Pegasus, the Unicorn is usually depicted as a horse with long horns on its head, but originally had a goat-like beard, a lion's tail, and split hooves. Unicorns are the only creatures of legend that do not frighten humans, and are usually depicted as ethereal creatures. It has been told that it is impossible to catch a unicorn. Its horns are said to neutralize poison. Unicorns were first known during the Indus valley civilization (3300-1700BC). 22. Phoenix

Breathe, just breathe… I peeked through a crack in the jerremy up at the violet shadow, which suddenly in a sizzling spray of sparkles changed into a tiny heights unicorn that tumbled out of the sky and bounced off me and onto the floor. “Ow,” Mischief’s voice groaned out of the unicorn’s cute mouth. The unicorn rubbed his hoof over his sore fluffy head. “Of all the intolerable, deplorable, fiendish—” “Such language from such a sweet unicorn.” As the jerremy slithered back inside, I snatched Mischief’s horn and yanked him up to eye level. He squeaked. “As a battle move, I have to tell you, that wasn’t epic.”

"I know what you are, and I don't care. Step out of the way, boy." I could tell the guys were about to get into a fight when I heard a noise. It wasn't a growl. More like a whinny-grunt. I followed the sound as a unicorn moved into view, stomping its hoof and shaking its mane. "Dad?" Growing up, I'd met many unicorns. They were generous and sympathetic creatures. My mom explained it had to do with their nature. A unicorn's strongest magic was grounded in the power to heal. This unicorn must have missed that last part because it seemed determined on destroying instead. I was frozen as I watched it lower its head, pointing its sharp horn directly at my dad's back. There was a malicious gleam i

She was being really forward for once, not that I'm complaining. "Unicorns are born human. They start to grow their horns at 16 and with enough love and nurture their horns mature at 18. They shift into the unicorns you know. The horn is only visible to the people the unicorn trusts." Zerena explained to me. For the first time ever she was explaining things to me. "Are you okay?" I asked her, caressing her cheek lightly.

“Don’t fight it. You’re not trying to silence the power; you’re trying to hear what it’s saying. When it swells, don’t push it down; visualise it. It’s not a wolf, but if it helps, imagine it as that or something you feel fits. Describe it, name it, embrace it.” I try closing my eyes and searching for a shape that feels right. The first thing that comes to mind, ridiculous as it is, is a unicorn. A freaking unicorn. Unreal, untouchable, but powerful and untamed, all glittering light and danger in disguise. It fits in a strange way… something rare and misunderstood, more a myth than a monster.

"No one can own a unicorn unless the unicorn decides to be owned. A few of them will let me ride them when I need it. That is what I am hoping for today." Gede walked toward the wild unicorn heard and ran straight into an invisible wall, smashing his nose. He grunted. Unicorns could make small force-field walls to stop an enemy from approaching. "Very funny!" Gede called. "You know I mean no harm, and these are my friends."

I'll keep the unicorn under control while you do that. It was worth a try. I put Konrad's against my chest and rubbed his back gently while rocking him a little. He cooed a little. I could hear his heartbeat. It was fast and angry. He really did need to calm down. Ambrose grabbed the unicorn by its horn then effortlessly threw it inside a portal. "Go back to hell!" he growled. Jeez, where was he when I was struggling with the bunny/saucer creature? I started humming and rubbing Konrad's head and back. To my surprise, the portals started to close one by one. It looks like Ambrose was right and all I needed to do was calm Konrad down a little.