Nightwarriors Stories

*Book 1 in The Chronicles of Mistar* *COMPLETED* Monta doesn't want to admit it. He has a crush on his best friend, Tapalla. She lives on the same planet as him, but she ultimately came from a different one. When her life gets threatened he uses all his power to protect her, even if it means life or death. Mell wished all the swarms of people around her would go away, but they came with the title of princess. Especially after her accident. Just thinking about it and the people made her go crazy, but that was until she met him. He saved her and his name made her feel a sense of calmness. Tapalla walked to her father's office every day with the usual hike to her hideout before or afterward. This was where she and Monta connected, though she never told him the secrets of her past. Would he trust her again? When assassins came for her, it was finally time for her to tell him the truth. Ophryn didn't want her to die. That's why he snuck into their territory and purposely got himself captured. Ophryn didn't want his father to kill his planet's only princess, Mell. Even though their countries were bitter rivals, the death of a young girl shouldn't take place in the war. If only he could just figure out a way to save her. ··· Monta took her elbow in hand and said, "Then let me do it like a proper gentleman." "But you're not even eleven yet," she scoffed. "Don't have to be," he said. "Just have to look cute doing it." ··· WAS KNOWN AS: Gazar GLOSSARY ALSO PUBLISHED: feel free to comment on what to take away or add to the glossary Highest Rank(s): #166 in Scars

*Book 2 in The Chronicles of Mistar* *UNCOMPLETED* Dest knows that something is wrong with her, more so that she doesn't fit in. She has all the friends and family she needs but she still feels lonely. When a group of people from Pezda show up at her front doorstep, everything changes. All the secrets that were once hidden from Dest, finally become unleashed and she goes on a journey to find a place she fits in. Jadon lost her long ago. They were only kids but she was the only thing he dreamed of since then. Tapalla's bright purple flashed in his memories, ready to find her. With the help of his friends and family, by rule of the king, he goes on a quest to find the love he lost. Dusk lived on a planet that barely anyone in Mistar knew about. Sure, people knew Opa was there but they didn't know the kind of people its black interior held and powers his people wanted to exploit. Secrets were hidden and stories needed to be told. Assassins were coming and he needed to warn them. Evangelene felt young compared to the people that surrounded her and the newcomers from Gazar that seemed to enjoy her company. Only when they had to travel to one of Ablatin's countries, Wren, is when things started to out of whack. Back in her own country, there is a message warning of assassins that no one is taking literally. Can Evangelene convince the people she loves the most of the threat that is ahead? ··· "I have to say something. You're. Not. Losing. This isn't your game. The rules were made long ago. We weren't even born, so why abide by them?" "Because," the old princess said, "they are ancient. They are our bloodline, Eva. They will always be. Twisted is what it is. The ways are as twisted as our bloodline." "Let's change it then. Rules were made to be broken." ··· WAS KNOWN AS: Rol GLOSSARY ALSO PUBLISHED: feel free to comment on what to take away or add Highest Rank(s): #165 in Scars