อัศจรรย์ Novels & Stories

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.

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Chapter Seventy-Two Shelly stepped out of the restroom feeling so tired. Her vision was hazy and her surroundings were spinning. She walked towards the lounge and bumped into... "Is that a unicorn?" She questioned with a giggle. There, standing in front of her was a regal white unicorn with sparkling white wings and horn. It looked so beautiful like something straight out of a fairytale. It looked just like in her dreams. "Are you real?" She asked groggily patting the beautiful long mane of the unicorn.

Priceless. ***

“Slate!” Nya shouted, helping lower the dragon king to the ground. She bent down next to him, not sure what to do. The arrow still protruded from his chest, near his heart, and the blood was spreading quickly. Staring into his eyes, she thought about the Heart of Magic. “Can’t the stone save you?” she asked. “Can’t you call upon the power from the Heart of Magic to heal you?”

Ezekiel now is on defense, his presence enough to distract from Yeomorah and cost him precious seconds that he barely recovers from. He moves quickly, spastic yet menacing. The signature gait of the demon royalty, designed to confuse and strike fear. When he sets his sights on Axar, all my phobias come alive. We are going to die. Not just me, but all of us. Axar's tall, lithe body trembles as he looks up quickly at the legend himself. It almost happens in slow motion, my feet locked to the ground. I scream her name but she doesn't acknowledge me. As Asmodeus rushes towards Axar, Seraphine lunges to intercept.

Absolutely ridiculous! ***

Shaking his head, he let out a sigh and said, “Christian? Guess what, you’re with us.” “Are you serious?” Christian asked, stepping over to join them. “As serious as a stake through the heart,” Aaron assured him. “Ward, this is Christian....” “Henry,” he supplied. “Christian Henry.” “Nice to meet you. Do you happen to know where we can find Morris?” “Yes, he’s that bowling-ball-shaped fellow standing over there,” Christian noted. “Perfect,” Ward acknowledged. “He’s also our Healer.” “Really?” Christian questioned. “Interesting.”

Something untouchable, something pure. "Hi! You two must be my new stayers!" she exclaimed excitedly. Her Love Pack accent is thick, the words she pronounces fluidly in a way that almost sounds like magic. "We are," Jasper says in a cheerful, approachable voice I haven't heard him use before. The first impression between us and this girl is essential. "Jasper and Thea." She thrust her hand out to Jasper first to shake, and then me. "My name is Aria."

Hope this works in my favor. *******