Lumia storie

The tale of the snow wolf is about this village girl who lives up in the snowy mountains in her village, when she was young she met a snow wolf pup who saved her from a pack of wolves. The two instantly became best friends and started to have their own adventures in the snowy mountains. But what this girl doesn't know is that her new wolf friend isn't a wolf at all he was just transformed into a human by the snow queen the evil mistress of winter with her evil snow magic that comes from her ice wand. It is up to this girl name Lumia and her new wolf friend to help protect her village from the evil snow queen and her magic.

A Short-ish Story about how a solitude Adept rises once again with the help of a couple in trouble. Enjoy!

it's like about the zombie apocalypse but with a kinda love story in it and like the girl is the cure and the guy who's taking her to the last military base ends up falling in love with her

Si on vous dit ombre vous pensé à quoi? surement à: Lumière , Soleil, éclairage... seulement l'ombre c'est ce qui reste de son passage à lui... "Le prince charment" "Le vagabond" "Le voleur" "Le tueur" "Le mari" "L'esclave" "Le père" Le fils" enfin appelé le comme vous le voulez moi je l'appelle " L'OMBRE" il est toujours présent, il vous trahi, vous suit, vous subit. La même couleur porté en permanence il porte qu'une autre couleur c'est la couleur de ça peau. Maintenant son opposé Lumière. vous pensé? Ombre, Soleil , éclairage... Pour quel raison ces mots son les même pour ces opposé ? car il s'assemble? ou bien qu'il sont comme ça justement car il sont opposé? Elle est "La princesse?" "L'Innocente" "La voleuse?" "la tueuse?" "La femme?" "La maîtresse?" "La mère?" "La fille?" Elle aussi appelé la comme vous le souhaité mais je l'appelle lumière elle vous protège, vous aveugle, disparaît, vous la subissez, revêtis toujours de couleur gai qui s'accorde avec son teint si pale que blanche neige serait noir à côté. L'ombre prendra la lumière? la lumière chassera l'ombre? Faîte vos pari. vos choix. votre volonté vous guidera.

Highest ranking: #241 in Adventure Henri is terrified. He's not ready to ascend the throne, no matter how much reassurance he receives from his parents. He lacks the skills necessary for reign - he prefers painting to budgeting, he doesn't understand how the council works, and he doesn't even have the gift of firehands, passed down to the firstborn royal of each generation. Sora...she's confused. She has no idea how she managed to get into a competition for the prince's heart, and even less of an idea of how she won. She was ready to move on from her life working as a maid, but she isn't quite willing to condemn herself to a live trapped inside the palace from a different perspective - she can't, she can't be the queen. And Khani's jealous. She's envious of Sora that she got to actually hold a conversation with the prince, much less marry him. She'd been in love with the prince for as long as she could remember, and all she got was the occasional opportunity to be his silent, invisible substitute maid to color up her monotonous life as a baker in the kitchens. She's so jealous that she can't even look at Sora - particularly when she's seated adorned in silk and jewels atop her throne. But when one royal is murdered as they slept, the kingdom of Arehlia is thrown into turmoil, causing tensions to arise both within and outside borders as the other three kingdoms prepare to invade. Fearing for their lives, Khani and Sora flee the palace - but they discover a secret hidden deep in the mountains...a secret that will affect the lives of the generations to come.

Summary: Can't help but to write this when I watched the episode 8! XD P.S.: it has been a very long time since I wrote this and I'm still not active in my wattpad acc XD I posted this in my facebook page instead XD Credits to the artist for the book's cover. Let me know if you know them. :)