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Chapter2The King of the West The muscles bulged from underneath the black horse’s glossy coat and he snorted, impatient to get started on the long journey ahead. The rider was ...

After deciding that the last thing I made for Chapter 2 would be the end of Chapter 1. This is the new Chapter 2. Asilan woke with a start at ...

This is a pretty short chapter (am considering of adding it to the end of Chapter 1) but it helps add an extra sense of forboding. In the early morning ...

CHAPTER TWO Evan woke with a start. She rolled over to shut off her alarm. She didn’t want to go to school today. What she didn’t want to do is ...

~Chapter Eighteen~ Promises  Knall awoke with his head hanging off the rock platform. When he opened his eyes he was staring straight into the endless black. His wings were ...

Ok, I made a prologue as a lot of people suggested and I also removed the middle part to Chapter 1. The last part of the prologue is just a ...

"Wanna see something cool?" Roscoe asked. "Define 'cool'," Llewelyn said. Suddenly, Roscoe was gone, replaced by a jet-black horse with rippling wings. "Holy cow!" Llewelyn shrieked, jumping back. "Ho

As soon as the winged creatures were defeated, the evil creatures ran to Kamos’s house and set it aflame. They let out a shrill shriek and a few of the ...

This ain't the full chapter, I'll add it part by part. Chapter 1-Asilan Asilan walked into the darkness of the kitchen. He flipped a switch and saw his mother sitting ...

I told you it'd be a while. =_= I'm so swamped right now. I had a spare five minutes and hurried to post this before I get seriously behind. I ...

This is the next part. ^-^v “How sweet of you, Atlanta.” A thread of confusion meandered into the blank of my mind. Atlanta? Why had he called me that? This ...

Okey-dokey, I have officially finished my new, remastered prologue, so this prologue shall never be heard again, and shall reside forever more on the back of my mind!!! ....Um.....So, yeah...

Chapter II: A Dark Priestess "In the name of the father, the son and of the holy spirit. Amen.” “Amen.” “Please be seated.” With a simple wave of his hand, ...

It' a work in progress but I hope you like it! Salina stepped across the soft grass to the foster homes’ playground. Her black hair, set in pigtails down to ...

The boy was only about 13 years old but had made the torturous journey up the mountain. He stood on a sharp cliff at the very top of the icy ...