Wonder Woman Book Novels & Stories

The stinging persisted and I found myself jerking under her touch. Brazing myself up, I struggled to get my limb off Fiona’s hold, but it was obvious that her powers were far greater than mine was. ͞ WAYNE’S POV “These are the only books I could collect,” Phyllis breathed out as she dropped the pile of heavy books on the floor. I peered down from the bed where I sat crossing my legs and then my eyes wandered to squint at the witch, who clapped away the dust from her hands.

By each other's side, as they should have been from the start. There she sat, cross-legged in the oversized reading chair next to the window, her eyes locked on the thick leather-bound book resting on her lap. The book was an Old historical Testament, the spine was worn, and it wasn’t a book he was familiar with, but after glimpsing the title, he wanted to. The Chronicles of the Goddesses’ Blessed Wolves: Origins and Legends Miles swallowed, his breath caught slightly in his throat. She didn’t see him at first. Her brows knotted in deep focus at the words she was absorbing.

Lora's mother had fled after giving birth to her daughter. She lifted the brick in the north corner of the room as she emptied the dungeon more carefully. "What is this book?" she inquired. The book was dusty, and the gold was almost faded, almost bronze. The title of the book was Life of the Witch. The book is about wizards and their interactions with the outer world. Lora read the book, sentence by sentence. A strange planet, yet she wished to visit it. The pages depicted a pleasant and quiet way of life. She saw herself growing up, her body perfect, producing beautiful curves with no scars, bruises, or blood flow in the corners of her lips.

His fingers curled tightly, his eyes shifting as the wolf inside him fought its way closer to the surface. Zelda saw it. She knew what was coming. So she closed her eyes and braced herself for the worst. Then… “What the hell is happening?” The voice thundered through the room. The one voice that could save Zelda sounded, and the entire room fell into stunned silence.

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

Wu Lan Jun swerves his horse and asks a young lady about the ruckus. "Ah, sir. Haven't you heard? Someone dispersed a booklet about the romance between a brocade-clad commander and a daughter from an affluent family. Since most of us can't read, we relied on the city's elocutionist. Now, the tale is spreading throughout the city. It's a must-read!" "I see," Wu Lan Jun laughs nervously, "Do you perhaps know the author?" The lady shakes her head, "No one knows who wrote the book itself. It is so popular now that none of us know where it really began."

It had a faint scent of dust and old paper. I opened the front page and realized this was no ordinary book, but the supposed documentaries of the adventures, knowledge, mistakes, struggles, and victories of the great Kianka, the first ever woman to be Alpha in all of history, and popularly known as the Diplomat Goddess. This was a rare gem, I had once tried to get my hands on it, but I didn't stand a chance against the thousands of people who wished to grasp the sacred knowledge of Kianka. But here I was, the book of knowledge in hand, gifted by the beast. This felt like another dream.

Peeking through one cracked eyelid, I see the remnants of red sparks exploding in a circle in front of me. “Whoa! “Wonder Woman shield! Amazing!” I look at the witch and smile. Now I just need to figure out how to duplicate that result.

Captain Hawk would have never allowed a woman to treat him as such, so why Gabe was letting one do so now, he didn’t know. Only a few candles were lit in the hallway, but he found his room without any problem. He opened his door and walked in—then stopped. A brighter candle lit his room. Strange, since the only time he’d been in his room today was to wash up and change his clothes after his night of drinking, and he certainly hadn’t lit a candle. Then a movement from the end of his bed drew his attention as a woman came toward him from that direction of the room. As she walked into the light, he recognized her. Relief sprang from his throat in a sigh, yet the beating of his heart started ano

she hisses, glaring her eyes at me. Breathing out again, I opened the door and found a gorgeous woman standing patiently outside. My eyes darted from her feet to head because her bloody-red color stiletto shoes caught my attention. Her pencil-cut black skirt emphasized her hourglass shape, curving her small waist and proving a well-proportioned figure. She was wearing a red sleeveless blouse, and her black blazer hung on her arm. When my eyes reached her face, Gal Gadot was smiling at me. I shook my head as I told myself she was as beautiful as Wonder Woman. My heart sank at the deepest part of the Pacific Ocean as I looked at Zyra, smiling at me as if she was happy to see me.