Wayward A Novels & Stories

Anjali was ashamed of her own laughter, and immediately entered the kitchen after hearing this from her daughter. When the three of them hid behind the quarters and entered the tea garden with a small box of grasshoppers and a piece of earthworm, a crack appeared in the clouds of the sky. There is no trace of Suryadev but it is understood that he has now crossed Madhyagagan. Although there is a damp smell in the tea garden, and wet shade in the shade trees, now the face of the day seems to be changing a little. They were walking on a narrow path.

In the end, she nodded and said, "Alright. We'll do as you say." The first stop on the Twilight Dance Company's tour was naturally King City. As the most famous dance company of the moment, the moment the tickets went on sale, they were completely sold out. Even Jason, who normally paid no attention to such things, received several tickets from a business partner. His assistant, Gabriel Dowd, swallowed nervously while standing beside his desk. He could not help thinking the business partner had made a grave mistake. Ever since Ivy's urn had been smashed by Felicity a year ago, Jason had gone mad. Of course, Felicity had been sent to prison by the Hough family, while some of Ivy's ashes had b

“Nothing’s wrong, Sola. I was just wondering why everyone seemed to be so busy today.” Lunarys perked up from Valery’s other side. “Oh, I know! Cousin Astoria said that important people are coming from Astanza next week.” Valery frowned, “From Astanza?” Astanza was a kingdom to the north. It was a member of the United Kingdoms Alliance alongside Vesperia and the three other wealthiest kingdoms in the world; Luminara, Zhurin and Kholand. Queen Astrid herself was an Astanzan who used to be a Civilian Knight before being nominated for her uncle’s Courtship. So visiting dignitaries from the Astanza were commonplace in Vesperia.

Aradhon made his way through the woods until he found the small creek that flowed past the church property on its way to the Indian River. The sun lifted high into the afternoon sky and sweat beaded upon his brow. Still, it was not as hot as the Nether, and he was grateful his prince sent him to oversee the new Gateway. Aradhon did not lie to the Warrior. He was not directly involved in the plans to raise a new Gateway to the Nether. He was merely a…watchdog, so to speak, here to make sure the one in charge succeeded.

I held the bag in the air, “I want the North End of the city.” North End has always been the territory controlled by the Russo family; it’s their headquarters. I knew he wouldn’t agree. He was never reckless enough to sacrifice his family’s reputation and wealth to make it up to an old flame he had. Unexpectedly, his reply, solid and certain, came back to me like a blow to the gut. “Sure. North End is yours.”

Dusk was approaching when they finally slowed as they entered a settlement at the foot of the mountain called Wijil Ngisor. The sky had turned crimson. A bitterly cold wind swept through the village. Wijil Ngisor was home to the academy's servants and lower-ranking staff. They were paid by the school, but many also made a living providing lodging and storage services for visitors. Anyone coming to the Matahari Academy had to leave their horses, carriages, and palanquins there. The road to the mountaintop was too steep for vehicles. Everything had to be left behind. From there, visitors were required to climb the mountain on foot for roughly two miles.

“Everyone is going to know.” “Reid!” Alpha Michael’s voice calls out for me. I awkwardly stand and make my way to the dais. Out of all the people who sat there before, only the ranked ones and future ranked ones remain. “Kneel,” Alpha Michael says. I do. “Willow Reid, take your vow.” He commands. “I, Willow Katherine Reid, renounce all pack connections and pledge allegiance to Ghost Pack of Waterloo, Ontario, its Alpha, Michael Philip Temple III, its future Alpha, Holden Simon Temple, and all its ranked wolves,” I say in a shaky voice.

, he added Then he shouted, "What are we?" They responded, "we are werewolves!" He shouted again, "what are we?" They responded, "We are warriors!" He shouted finally, "What are we"? They responded as loud as they could, "we are werewolves!" And they gave a great shout. Then he ordered some to bury the werewolf he beheaded, as the rest got their things ready for the journey, that would lead them to Iceland, where they would settle and sojourn there as their home, eventually calling it Fairway.

The thought of you makes my day complete A part of you dwells in me And anytime I say ”I LOVE YOU” I mean it with all of me Are you the destruction that fate has for me or are you the one to catch me when life throws me off-guard? I don’t care about what awaits us… I will dare with you towards every fault life throws at us Your flaws, your mistakes are mine to deal with and such a great risk I am willing to take because I love you… all of you… Before 7pm, I was already seated for my shift in the bar. The weather was cold and the harmattan that night came prepared. Everywhere was foggy and what people needed is some hot whisky. Normally I should be indoors in my sweater watching TV or readin

She nodded in response and asked him the reason for his presence. "I met with Byron Chase." Wan stated. Calvin had a hard time believing his words. Wan talked as if he had met up with an old friend and not a high degree criminal. Wan took out a card from his pocket and held it up. It was an ID card. He had joined community college at Casey's request but was kicked out after being arrested at the charges of stealing. Atleast the card and his real name 'Alinksy Wanhoff' which he hated, did something useful.