Lucy Cassandra Riker, is a seventeen year old girl, who lives in the small village of Wolverton. Hidden deep within the mountains untouchable by humanitys greedy hands. Lucy has grown up with stories and legends of the protective wolves sent by the gods to protect the village. Why you may ask? Long ago well 800 years to be exact the village was ruthlessly burned down. People were slaughtered in their homes. A king known as Aloysius took over. The people were his personal slaves living in the streets as he built his empire. Aloysius ruled over Wolverton for many generations til one night he was murdered in his bed. Wolves overtook the castle killing every one of his men then strangely disappearing into the night. But these wolves haven't been seen in hundreds of years and they are known as a myth and folktale to the village now almost 800 years later. Lucy a stubborn free spirited girl has never given up hope they may be out there. Until it all starts with the nightmares to heart wrenching betrayal. Some stories are better left untold ............ Taking one last glance I lept into the abyss without fear. On instinct my coal-colored wings unfurled, seizing the winds. The thunderclap of the raging piece of lead boomed escaping its hollow prison. Slicing the winds similar to a blade engaging in its victim. The lead found its way piercing my shoulder succeeding in striking the flesh of its prey. Before my mind could process what had occurred in the result of the destructiveness of the lead. My body was sent spirling into the canyon. Pain radiated through my body the ground became within reach until I had finally collided with the full might of mother earth. Hope you guys like my new story! PLEASE DO NOT COPY! SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMER MISTAKES OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT!

Ace Regan Hawkclaw queen of the seas. A fiesty red head with emerald eyes. Her one goal in life: To take down the Royal Blackwell family. Caspian Rashid Blackwell the new King of Arradon. A cold grey eyed King with black hair. With a fierce hatred for pirates his biggest threat is the fiery red head Ace. His one goal in life: To take down the pirates. ------ My stomach flipped with unease as my face felt a little green. My hands were in shackles in front of me as my body was hurdled forward by the two knights behind me. "Kneel before your king" I snorted " well I'm busy now can I ignore you some other time? " "Why you Little bit-" "Shock me, say something intelligent" a smirk made its way on the corner of my lips as I watched the knights face redden with rage. "That's enough. " My gaze turned forward the voice was deep with a rich British accent. Sexy. He was tall his black hair brushed just above his eyebrow. He had a sharp jawline with a faded scar across his right eyebrow. His grey eyes pierced into mine I felt my breath hitch. The son of a bitch Caspian Rashid Blackwell King of Arradon. He smirked seeing I was lost for words. "Like what you see Little Red? " I glared daggers at him as my red hair brushed my cheek "Wipe your mouth, there's bit still a tiny bit of bullshit around your lips. " I smirked back watching his eyes flicker with amusement "Feisty Little Red, " his fingers brushed my chin tilting my head upward. "You got fire what's your name? " "Ace Regan Hawkclaw queen of the Seas" my greens eyes glimmered "I'm sure you've heard of me since I blew up one of your ships." A wave of nausea hit. My stomach convulsed as I stared down at his white shoes. Who wears white shoes? Acid made its way up burning my throat and escaping my mouth. I puked on the kings shoes. "White wasn't really your color anyway your highness" "Get her out of my sight" His voice filled with disgust. I think I made a good impression -- Grammar Mistakes!