Shooting Star // Eternalian Chronicles Book 1

Shooting Star // Eternalian Chronicles Book 1

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"You hit him with a cricket bat?" I asked my best friend, Amelia Pond."And then you cuffed him to the heater in the hall?" She shrugged "He was breaking and entering! What else was I supposed to do?" I sighed and held the bridge of my nose. "Our neighbors walk in all the time. He was probably just dropping by to say hello." Amelia shook her head fiercely. "No. He called me Amelia. No one calls me that anymore except you. Plus, I don't even know him. Just admit it," she said. "I was being responsible." "Maybe," I halfway agreed. "But you still could have hurt him." I bent down to the strange man who and felt his forehead, pushing his shaggy, brown hair out of the way. Something about him seemed familiar, but I couldn't place what. Was Amelia really sure that she hadn't seen him before? The man groaned and shifted. I jumped back onto my feet and backed away, pushing the thought of familiarity out of my mind. "He's waking up," Amelia said, stating the obvious. She turned to me. "I have a plan, but I don't have time to explain. Just follow my lead. Get behind me and pretend to be scared." ~ Catherine Wood was just a normal girl from America. Or so she thought. After a mad man who owns a big blue box takes her on a journey of a lifetime, she realizes that she is much more than just a girl from America, but she is a part of something she couldn't have ever imagined. First book in the Eternalian Chronicles ***If you love this story, it's been remastered! Check it out on my profile!*** Disclaimer : I do not own Doctor Who nor any of its characters. Only Catherine Wood, Reid Wood, Tallulah, Garlin, the Eternl race, and any other character I add along the way. Cover was made using Canva #1 in #tardis as of May 1, 2022 #1 in #whovian as of December 1, 2021 #2 in #riversong as of May 1, 2022 #4 in #ameliapond as of December 1, 2021
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