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The wind blew my cape about me. It fluttered as a flag in the dark sky. A flag of protection. On my high perch, the city of Gotham spread before me.

Blake wants to ask his mother about strange recent events, but he might not get the chance to.

Hi everyone, this is the prologue for the third novel in my YA Reflections Series - I would really appreciate it if you could give me feedback :)

Totally out of order, but needed to write it down. Please review, enjoy!

In which Charax and Malia get some exercise

Chris begins to feel compressed by stress and pressure. Will he survive 'til the end of the game?

Ruby and her adventurer squad now need to head out to a brand new place and help Mrs. Persas find her son.

A beautiful rose. Even the god wouldn't dare to touch it. But a small girl dared to touch it. Did the rose appreciate it or depreciate it?

Melody and her friends are part of a special generation. A generation of what some would call monsters, and others, heroes.

“Nothing,” Grace mumbled picking up a scroll quickly hiding it behind her back while fidgeting on her feet.

Follow Ruby and the rest of her adventurer squad as they go on many, potentially dangerous, quests.

In which Curwa's grandmother is resolved. As well as a very dramatic ending...mostly.

In which Charax and Malia have some fun

Just then, he caught movement out the corner of his eye. He jerked around to see a shadow flit across the cave opening.

Coming-of-age. Young-fatherhood. Psychological. Mental health.