Lightening Stories

[BOOK 1 OF THE GUARDIANS OF VELMORIA SERIES] Keyara and her fellow guardians have spent two years on Earth, hunting answers and clues. Her sister died. The killers are still out there at large. Working as agents at their parent's owned spy agency while investigating the death of the former CELESTARA heirs . The deeper they dig, the more confused they get-especially with their powers fading. The murder might not be what it seems.

Zeus bound her to him by the use of his lightning, not by fate. Or maybe that's just what he thinks.

Hai wassup Iris Pullman didn't mind Ireland. Maine she missed, though. She missed many things. Her old friends. Her home. But she didn't know how she felt about being the little lightening girl. I know that part one is supposed to be chapter one, part two is chapter two, etc. but I started writing this outside of watt pad, so part one might have like three chapters, etc. Also, some of the facts, like where she( the character) lives and the weather, might be a little confusing because I don't live where she lives. Also, I edit a lot, so if you decide to keep reading, make sure you skim over the story just a bit, but I'll try to advertise if it's changed a bit.

Short incidents of life sometime contains the purpose and fullness of one's whole existence. This incidents remain unforgettable and alive all the eternity though we human pass by. The only things binds us and molds us with each other is our emotions. So this short stories with motions in the name of our emotions!!

16 year old skyrow striker has her life changed when she has a car accident and wakes up as a spirit.

When Aleta gets stuck somewhere she really shouldn't be, she goes on a journey to track down who's responsible for the mess

I'm the dinosaur from your imagination You are my speed

Begging won't work, it only brings him more satisfaction. Crying will only prolong your life in the slightest, but at that point you'll wish you were dead. Being quiet only makes him know you're trying to be strong, though you're failing and you both know it. Nothing ever works, in this house of madness. Once you've stumbled upon the door step, you'll wish you had listened to the saying "curiosity killed the cat". Because in this house, you're the cat, also known as his prey. You'll never leave, never escape. Few make it past midnight, even less make it pass 2:00 a.m. Almost no one makes it past 4:00 a.m., and no one, has made it to the morning.