Ardent Stories

Nyssa Hunter's parents were beaten, taken away, and supposedly killed by the so called glorious Sentinels under orders of President Markestein. President Markestein is praised in the country of Arstensia for orchestrating the Aeredale Peace Treaty, ending the fatal and century old war between Arstensia and Blarstum. Nyssa, like her kind, see no heroism in Markestein's actions. She understands that he isn't who he says he is - that he's a murderer. So what, if her parents were exposed to radiation? So what, if that caused a sub species of Ardents to be created? So what, if they were different and had inhumane abilities? So what? Nyssa carries a vendetta for revenge with her every step. She will stop at nothing to avenge her and kill the murder of so many more innocent children. In order to achieve her life's goal, she must go undercover as a Sentinel in-training and take care of the President as one of his personal guards. Series of events take place causing Nyssa to fall in love with the one person she can't, the President's son. Nyssa becomes torn between her two desires and lives and is forced to choose a side. Will she choose to side with the son of her life long enemy? Or will she stick with her blood and continue with her murderous ways?

My world has been turned upside down.

Introduction: Long ago, there were 5 incredibly powerful wolf packs. They were targeted by the Shadows, a wolf pack that wanted to annihilate the human race. While the 5 packs purpose was to protect the human race, the Shadows was to harm the human race. The packs held just fine until a tragic night. The Shadows had grown, and now we're annihilating the packs. All of them were wiped out, except one survivor from each pack, with the exception of the Twins of course. Those survivors came together and formed their own pack. Ardent. Each wielding their own element and special power, they kept the human race out of trouble and harms way. The Shadows went into hiding, for Ardent was far too strong. Occasionally Shadows would pop up and would get hunted. They stayed off the radar, until now. They were finally big and strong enough to fight Ardent. Could the Shadows end up winning?

Ardent ❤️ May "Vampire are selfish creature," "They are," He narrowed his eyes at my response. "And you are one of them," I bit my lips and take a breath before giving my mate hard glares. "But I am not accepted by them to be one of them. The human hunt me. The vampire rejected me. You are wrong, I am not one of anything. I am my kind. The hybrid. The so called Renesmee from Twilight." He was silent for a moment and I scoff at him. "However, I did not expect you to understand, handsome." Upon hearing my words, he grinned like an idiot and step closer to me. "Did you just called me handsome, mate?" I rolled my eyes and face palm. "Of course, out of many thing I said, that would got your attention," Why am I mated to him in the first place? Oh fate. 😐 Okay, this is not Twilight fan fiction but it involves the mate bond between hybrid and lycan. So beware of emotional weird book ever.

Dr. Ankit om is the Best Physician in Delhi. He believes in curing the patient's disease or issue from the core. He has an unending list of satisfied patient. His patients are very happy and they do trust him blindly. Moreover, he is the chairmen of URDA: a health association which stands against corrupted doctors.

This is a tagalog-english story (unfinished). This is a story of five individual queens ruling their kingdom and bringing them to the top. Who will be the Queen of the Queens?

****** "So, a witch and a hybrid walk into a bar..." ****** A Klaus Mikaelson Fanfiction.

I was there . . . standing in the middle of a garden, alone. It was sunny. The sun's ray shone down upon me and the sea of sunflowers that surrounded me. It was an eden of beauty and I've never seen something as overwhelming as this before... although, I didn't know why I was there at all. From a distance, I see a figure moving closer towards me. It was a girl wearing a white dress and a fedora embroidered with two sunflowers on its side. She went closer towards me and it was then that I knew why I was there. She gave me a warm hug, tiptoed and kissed my cheek. She leaned unto me and I hid her on my embrace. Time felt slower as she remained on my cuddle. Suddenly, the sun was gone. The blue sky was filled with dark ominous clouds. A strong air whipped storming all of the sunflowers around, wrecking them. Her arms started to lose grip on my body and I felt myself distancing away from her. I tried to reach her and grab her arms as she tried to reach mine. It was too late. I felt the force strengthened on my back. I was being pulled by a strong wind . . . pulled into oblivion . . . pulled into darkness... until I couldn't see her anymore. . . . until I couldn't touch her. I heard a yell from a great distance. It painfully echoed on my head as I drifted into nothingness.

REWRITE OF LOVE IS A WEAKNESS/FORSAKEN INNOCENCE/ARDENT ACQUISITION