Wistoria Novels & Stories

Not too shabby for a girl from a small Kansas town. Hoisington was in the middle of Kansas, at the junction of Kansas Highway 4 and US Highway 281 and sat directly on the National Wetlands and Wildlife Scenic Byway. This very small town of about three thousand residents had been home to her family since the late 1800s. The town was very proud of its heritage, and the fact that their outdoor attractions had helped to develop eco-tourism to the entire region wasn’t anything to sneeze at. It was at the top of the Cheyenne Bottoms, a wetland of international significance and home to many endangered species of wildlife. Okay, all that said basically meant she was a very, very small-town girl, wit

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu

Mansterville Part 1 ~Waverly~ It was around the end of October when the convoy of moving trucks rolled up in front of the gated old mansion that sat just across the road from us. I had heard them coming down the private drive, gears grinding & shifting. I was actually very impressed they had managed to maneuver the huge 18 wheelers down the winding narrowed pig trail. I stopped halfway up the stairs rushing back down to the sitting room as fast as I could.

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

Some stopped to admire the clothing in the windows, but most people were on their phones or obviously in a hurry to get somewhere. I pulled open the heavy glass door and stepped outside. It was colder today than yesterday. Gray clouds filled the limited sky I could see between tall buildings. I took a deep breath in, smelling car gas and street vendor food. I wrinkled my nose, missing the soft scent of grass and stone from the castle. Westshire was the capital and biggest city in Paradisa. The city had stonework that predated the US mixed with new buildings. Ancient and modern architecture mingled and combined with castles merging into skyscrapers.

Curiosity grew as he led through various parts of the castle, avoiding a few places once they turned a few corners that were deserted. Satisfied that they were safe, the prince led them out of the boundaries of the castle that took them to a grassy field near a lake that shone in the distance. “Ever been to Misty Lake?” Skye asked cheerfully, startling Anberine enough to make her stumble, seeing this Skye quickly caught her before relaxing his grip on her once she regained her footing. “That’s one of the sacred lakes!” Anberine cried out in alarm. “It’s never been seen thanks to the enchanted forest because it's protecting the area from any danger” Anberine replied before pausing, realising

…Ah, well, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. I guess I have to end it now – though, I kind of already did. I don’t regret that, not at all. I knew it wasn’t going to work out; knew that it was temporary. Still, the thought from last night nags me, invading everything. I try to see past it, try to go about my regular routine, but the words are seared onto the back of my eyelids. When ignoring it proves futile, I try reasoning. If I like Kiki, then that means…

The kids squealed in delight. Gently, one at a time, she allowed them to sit on her back as she took slow laps around the yard. Liora clutched her mane with wide-eyed wonder. Kael screamed, “Faster!” like a tiny war general. Darian patted her side lovingly, cooing, “Go, Miss Wiggles, go!” “Tell me that’s not the cutest thing you’ve ever seen,” Chelsea whispered, watching from the porch with Ben beside her.

There were bigger problems than the past to deal with. Cassie was still staring at the floor, clearly not happy about Tyler shouting at her. Tyler took the lead instead. “Stroma is an island off the coast of the most northern point of Scotland. It’s only a few miles from the coast, but the current there is really dangerous. The island has cliffs on nearly every side and it is difficult to get there even by boat. Let alone swimming the distance.” He threw a look over his shoulder at Cassie.

“Hey guys, I need to know when we are going to head over to that warehouse that Amy said was about ten miles from Juxney’s. I’m not sure I remember where that is.” “I know where that is.” Gael said. “We used to use that field over there to play baseball and soccer.” “Well, we need to get over there and get those she-wolves. Every day that passes is another day they could be in misery, and I can’t have that.” Phoenix said with authority in her voice. Sonya asked, “How do we know that it isn’t a trap? I mean Amy may have been lying.” “Oh no, we know it isn’t a trap.” Tina said as she got up to grab some more food. That girl could put it away.