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First Apprentice

MGA BUMASA 32,859
Mga Boto 3,228
Mga Parte 74
Oras 7h 35m

MGA BUMASA 32,859
Mga Boto 3,228
Mga Parte 74
Oras 7h 35m

A riveting coming of age story about an orphaned dracon shifter's struggle to control her own fate.

"Black as a moonless night, might makes right," Joel whispered the old saying under his breath. His fingers clenched around my wrist before he released me and stepped away, his aura flashing with yellows and spring greens - excited and amused. Mostly excited. Definitely not afraid.

"Precisely," I said.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Grandfather's deep purple aura turn orange. Feigned disappointment. In his opinion, aura reading was a potential weakness and one he never hesitated to exploit. He only broadcast his emotions when he wanted someone to read them.

I rolled my eyes. "Stop acting so disappointed, Grandfather. This is what you wanted, isn't it? Why else would he-" I nodded to Joel "-be here? Our world is beneath his notice unless you invited him."

"Lured," Joel supplied helpfully.

So I wasn't the only one Grandfather tricked. "Tell me, Grandfather. Did you want Director Nease dead?"All Rights Reserved

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My Prince (His Royal Magic Highness) ni Michelle_Zeah

She went to her room and locked herself inside the room. She slowly sat down and started crying, ''why does this always happen to me?" she said while putting her fingers in hairs. "I hate myself," she said, crying. Just then she got up and grabbed her sharp nail trimmer "I will end this" she said and almost cut off her vein, when she heard a very strange whisper. "Hey don't young Lady killing yourself is a sin" she turned and the nail trimmer fell off her hand. "Who is it?" she said but the voice did not come back, she looked inside the mirror she brought from her deceased relative. She watched her eyes, it was like her own reflection was looking at her, just than she felt her green eyes turning to electric blue, she got startled, then she turned and walked towards her bed, "It's like I am having hallucinations, can't die properly even " she said to herself and went to her bed. ****** She got up late in the morning; she didn't want to go to school. She turned to the other side of her bed. Still eyes closed she looked for a pillow but instead her hand touched something very hard, it was like a human arm, the manly odor was surrounding, first she thought she was dreaming, She hold him softly and hugged him. He was snoring faintly. She opened her eyes instantly, it was some unknown man on her bed and he was sleeping peacefully beside her, she narrowed her eyes to confirm it was indeed what she was seeing, she got up a bit while putting pressure over her arm. His light brown hair were fallen over his forehead, His broad chest was moving up and down as he breaths, when she realized that it was not dream, she got up and screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". An ordinary love story? Think again.

Almighty Beings: Beings of Chaos ni Rose606Thorne

"My purpose was clear, my power absolute, my senses attuned to the subtle symphony of sin and suffering. But then... an inexplicable anomaly shattered the familiar cadence of my reality. A soul, inexplicably pilfered from my very grasp, led me to a creature of unbridled chaos, a being unlike any I have ever encountered. Her scent, her very touch, assails my senses and twists my being into an unfamiliar, agonizing torment. My ancient wrath, once a formidable instrument of order, now battles against an overwhelming, inexplicable pull. I pursue answers with relentless intent, striving to categorize her, to understand the source of this disquieting influence that threatens my control and the very fabric of my existence. I am left to question if I am truly losing my millennia-honed grip, or if this creature is, indeed, the most exquisite form of chaos I am doomed to endure."

Traitor to the Crown ni ValdtRift

It is said that only the claws or sword of a pure hearted warrior can slay a dracolitch. In the aftermath of the battle with Lyrica, Manx and her friends must pick up the pieces of a broken world. The Empress is finally back in her true form, and there is finally a chance for peace in the Valdt. Yet when the Valdt needs the Dragon Empress the most, she is too focused on getting revenge. Manx and Vaskin are sent on a quest to find Lyrica at all costs and deliver her into the Empress' claws. However, Manx has doubts about her mission. Lyrica let the Empress go in the final moments of the battle when she had every chance to kill her. Can this mean that maybe Lyrica's heart isn't all evil? Manx is torn between her close friends and a former enemy whom she wishes to save, but nobody else shares her opinion. Standing for what she believes is right means betraying the Empress and abandoning her friends. Can she follow through with what she believes is right and redeem the Empress' worst enemy?

My Mate Is My Devil Of A Boss ni TheUnknownCatGirl

I walked into The Anderson Corporation of Finances Building smelling a lot of humans but a hint of werewolves. I became scared of the thought of werewolves here and almost turned around. "There is no way we are going to run away just because of a bunch of dogs are here and after all of those late nights studying for this stupid dream job of yours!!!!" Thora said forcing my legs to walk. I took the elevator noticing that the higher I went up the smell of wolves became more noticeable and the more vulnerable I felt. "Hello. Uh-um.. I am Sophia Gonzalez and I am here to be the Secretary for Mr. Anderson," I told the middle aged lady at the front desk. I knew that she knew that I was a were-cat because she was weary of me. She looked at me with pity for a flash second and then called Mr. Anderson to ask him if I could go in. She put the phone down and said,"Miss. Gonzalez you may go in now." I open the door to Mr. Anderson's office and just as it creaked open I sensed the smell of an Alpha wolf. "MATE!!!! FINALLY OUR MATE!!!!." "What the hell are you talking ab---!?" Before I could even say anything else a strong large hand grabbed my arm, spun me around, slammed the door behind me and pushed my arms against the wall. Electricity was unleashed through my entire body and I heard a rough deep but beautiful voice say "MINE.."

Her Amber Eyes: The Failure. (Discontinued.) ni TheDuchessOfSweets

"You're a Shifter." This caught me off-guard. A Shifter? I had heard of them, thieves and criminals that are able to shift to the Other Realm using shadows. Seventeen-year-old Adaria Feur is extremely confused when she wakes up in a room with no memory of how she got there, no memory of the powers everyone keeps telling her she has, and not a clue of how to survive a prestigious academy that is actually training teens into becoming agents for a secret organization called F.E.A.R. However, the thing that worries her most is the pair of amber eyes she keeps seeing in her dreams. They're so beautiful, familiar, warm... but dangerous. And she knows that they hold her whole world, whether she likes it or not.

The Trials ni Yaroda07

How do you get rid of the biggest part of you? How do you ignore the call of something so beautiful yet so deadly? How do you resist the darkness that's been living, growing and thriving within you even before you were born? How do you turn down the only chance to get all the answers you desire, even if it leads you down a path of chaos, horror, and madness? A path others have fought for you not to tread. But why fight at all? Why fight a fire that only burns brighter? "Listen, you can choose not to believe this. But I've been where you are, I've felt what you feel." I opened my mouth to snap back, but he continued, his voice cracking. "Don't ask me how I know-all I know is I dont want to hurt you. I dont want a throne. I just...I just want you to be okay. I can't...I can't lose you too." His eyes shone with sincerity, heart-wrenching pain...and something more. But none affected me. Not anymore. "What makes you think I care about you losing me," I whispered. "When I don't even care if I lose myself?" The others may be trying to douse the fire, but I rather let it burn. Burn until it consumed us all.

The Ninth Prince - An Epic Fantasy Romance ni SingingFish_

When the last of the Old Origins ended the High Humans from the world, the dragons went silent with the elves. Centuries later, the silence begins to stir. Iryn had always been a girl of peculiar gifts - born without her kingdom's magic, yet cursed to hear the language of all things: beasts, wind, even lies. Raised at court beside her childhood friend Prince Dimitri, she once believed her place was fixed - until a stranger from a foreign land and dreams of golden eyes followed her from the flames. When Reiss, a guard from the fiery kingdom of Trishüdel - or so he claims; appeared in her court reminding her of past memories - danger starts to stir. But the ember in his gaze burns too old, too knowing. And when dragons return to Boirl in whispers through white fire, Iryn's cursed blood may be the key to why. Caught between a prince bound to duty and a man bound to secrets, Iryn is drawn into a dangerous inheritance that could unmake her world.

Silent Heroes: Wildcat ni unbrokenworld

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Blind Eyes Open - Katharine Jericho Book 1 ni JoanneGalbraith

I held the clutch purse in front of me with both hands, itching for something more substantial to put between us, like a mountain or a universe. "I thought you didn't do your own dirty work." That sparkle in Ramses's eyes flared into a spark. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have used the word 'dirty' with so much tension in the air. "If it's dirty work you want-" "Don't go there, Ramses. I agreed to dinner and drinks, nothing more." He inclined his head, but the look hadn't left him. "What is it you mercenary types say...assume the position?" "Dirty, position. You just can't help yourself, can you." I shook my head and turned away from his laughter into the car. When he stopped chuckling, he said, "Well, at least I know we're of like mind. I might have gone there, as you say, but it seems you've already arrived and have stripped and kicked off your shoes." They call me Jericho. Some say I'm the best bodyguard in Philly, but few know I'm usually the biggest bad in the room. My team of misfit mercs has no idea our clients are bait for my true purpose-to right a wrong before my violent life comes to a violent end. The Citadel's arrival in Philly has put a fork in my dead-end road. People are disappearing, turning up converted into one of Ramses's beasts. The would-be-sex-god is ruining everything. Maybe I can fix the city, too, if my damn libido will stay out of it.

Ancora Academy: Sephora's Fate ni NorthofNineRocks

"Clearly, I didn't want anyone involved." "When are you going to realize you shouldn't do things all by yourself?" "When it proves untrue." ~*~ Since the paranormal world banded together, the teenagers have worried about school and finding their potential soulmates. However, when humans are on the verge of discovering their existence, a new enemy leaves them watching their backs. Sephora Parker had been doing so all her life. Amongst the humans' discovery, the young teen found herself free of one demon to join the real world that was going into hiding itself. When she learned how the world ended where it was, Sephora's shoulders felt heavy with her knowledge. Being a stubborn, independent person, the girl doubles down on her resolve when the world she knows crumbles beneath her feet. What else could she do when her mere birth had done enough? Why involve people in matters that will not affect them otherwise? Not worth it, is it? First draft, please let me know any feedback you have!

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My Prince (His Royal Magic Highness)

She went to her room and locked herself inside the room. She slowly sat down and started crying, ''why does this always happen to me?" she said while putting her fingers in hairs. "I hate myself," she said, crying. Just then she got up and grabbed her sharp nail trimmer "I will end this" she said and almost cut off her vein, when she heard a very strange whisper. "Hey don't young Lady killing yourself is a sin" she turned and the nail trimmer fell off her hand. "Who is it?" she said but the voice did not come back, she looked inside the mirror she brought from her deceased relative. She watched her eyes, it was like her own reflection was looking at her, just than she felt her green eyes turning to electric blue, she got startled, then she turned and walked towards her bed, "It's like I am having hallucinations, can't die properly even " she said to herself and went to her bed. ****** She got up late in the morning; she didn't want to go to school. She turned to the other side of her bed. Still eyes closed she looked for a pillow but instead her hand touched something very hard, it was like a human arm, the manly odor was surrounding, first she thought she was dreaming, She hold him softly and hugged him. He was snoring faintly. She opened her eyes instantly, it was some unknown man on her bed and he was sleeping peacefully beside her, she narrowed her eyes to confirm it was indeed what she was seeing, she got up a bit while putting pressure over her arm. His light brown hair were fallen over his forehead, His broad chest was moving up and down as he breaths, when she realized that it was not dream, she got up and screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". An ordinary love story? Think again.

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