Elem Stories

Fourteen year old girl, Evi Lynn, had lost her mother after a mysterious accident several years back. Upon stumbling on a music box in her attic, she discovers a magical new world called, "Elemental". And thus, she searches this new world, for clues on finding her mother. NOTE: This is my ATTEMPT at creating a story. I'll update this periodically, or when I have time. Please comment. I'm pretty sure there's something wrong with my writing.

Bu benim sessiz feryadımdı, acı içinde çırpınışımdı. Sonunu bile bile girmiştim bu rulete. Son kurşun beni bulacaktı ama hepimiz yanacaktık. "Ne oldu, korktun mu küçük kız? Gerçi sormam hata, herkes korkar bu surattan." * "K-korkmadın." Çok mu imkansızdı ikimizin aynı anda yaşaması? Çok mu zordu, onunla aynı anda, aynı zamanda, aynı hayatta yaşamak?

~This story is based on some true happenings and some false ones too ~This story is made by 2 authors only ~This is containing more on Fantasy and romance and etc. ~This story contains the characters opinion or in short the character is the one to decide for the story ~Chapters contains PoV's or (Point Of View) ~This is a story about Twins (Sisters) they often hang out with there gaurdians Which means there phoenix and dragons (This maybe on chapters 13/14) ~Other descriptions will come soon...

Its a story that an elementary nagkagusto sa isang highschool.

Platinus has a door for everything-and Zara Nightmourn has spent years learning which ones were never meant to stay closed. When a frightened Wardenship clerk offers Zara and Nyssa Wellspring enough coin to change their fortunes, the job sounds almost charitable: steal a sealed inspection folio from a private House Vaeron archive before dawn. The records supposedly prove that officials falsified dragocite failures to clear families from a lower district. Zara sees a difficult theft. Nyssa sees people who might still have homes if they succeed. Neither believes the clerk told them everything. Inside the pale archive towers of Platinus, every shortcut belongs to someone, every restricted door has a person responsible for it, and one mistake can bring the Brotherhood-or something far worse-down on them. Then Zara opens the stolen folio. There are thirteen names inside. The final two are theirs. Someone wanted Nyssa and Zara inside House Vaeron that night. Someone wanted the folio removed. And somewhere beneath Platinus, an ordinary theft has just become evidence of a conspiracy neither woman understands.