Novel & Cerita Upon This Rock Book

Elodie Jax Turner, lead guitarist of Dionysus Rising: the biggest rock band in the world, loved me. I had heard the words, seen his lips form them, but it still didn’t quite compute in my head. Not even the ring he slipped into my palm seemed real. Even when I could see it nestling there — a thick, hammered band of silver. I couldn’t help myself, I kept staring down at it. If I’d had a hand free, I would have pinched myself.

I was ashamed to say my voice quaked a little as I looked at it, my confidence a far-off memory. "It's not off. You are feeling the aura of it. The Rock of Surrender drains whoever places a hand or whatever body part on it. It drains you of everything you are until you are on the cusp of dying, if you have any latent magical talent, it arises and the rock releases you." I looked up at the monolith, my chest cold with fear. "And if you have no powers?" I can hear the laughter in River's voice. "Then it drains you until you die."

This felt like it was vibrating on the page and she could not help but touch it. A light electric shock struck her hand and a warning appeared on the page, “This book is meant for the eyes of the Holy Clan. None but those whom are members of the clan may read this book. Great protections shroud this book and anyone defying this requirement will find themselves turned to stone.”

she offered me a small round rock near a bonfire, so I stood up and walked towards it. I looked at the stone, and it had some abstract writing on it. Every lines drawn ot it glows, the stone itself was smoking, that is why I hesitantly sat down. She patted the stone, and smiled, "Don't worry, pup, it won't burn you," I gulped some air in my throat, then sat down. The moment my bottom hit the stone, I felt different spirits rush through my mind.

Kriss frowned, displeased at the sight. “Did we come all the way here to look at a plain rock?” Vera asked, tilting her head in confusion. “Yeah, there is nothing great about it.” Avin nodded, putting his hand on his waist. “Is it a prank?” Kriss asked, turning to Zadicus. “Nope. It is what it is. This is the strongest rock, it shines golden when it finds its host willingly.” Zadicus shrugged, gesturing to them to turn and leave.

Even pushing together, we can't move the rock. The goblins are too close now. Within a matter of seconds, they'll be on us. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. There it is. The tiny flicker inside of me. Focusing on it, I let it grow ... and then I unleash it. The rock rolls down the hill and hits the first goblin. It screams as it's knocked off its feet and tumbles down the rocky terrain. The rock hits a couple more goblins, and the sight is gruesome. They definitely won't be getting back up. The rest of their buddies shriek in terror and back away, knowing they're in for something similar.

HUNTER Our trip to New York was less tiring than I thought, I can even say that it was a riveting trip, Maggie sleeps cuddle up in my arms while I read ‘Archer’s Voice’ by Mia Sheridan, with the cover covered in black , of course! After all, I’m tired of my friends making fun of me because I’m a MMA fighter who likes to read novels. We get to Park Central Hotel and Gary check us in, I’m so happy for Maggie being here with me I’m barely able to hide my happiness. Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying:

Mack almost tripped over it when he noticed it looked too clean. “Nezerra, does this rock look like it should belong here?” He asked. Nezerra looks at it closely before responding. “This one is a different shade. It’s lighter than the rest of them. This rock was placed here.” Nezerra tells him as he tries to pick the rock up. “It’s like it is glued.” He says standing back up. “Damnit!” Nezerra kicks the rock and it moved. The wall slides oopen a little and closes again as the rock slides back.

Owen said. “How does a rock band use opera?” James wondered. “I was thinking of a vocal intro that transitions into rock,” Owen replied. “As an opening song. The audience is expecting a rock opening, and instead we throw out some opera sounding rock.” “It will either be cool, or we will have beer bottles thrown at us,” Jeremy commented.

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.