Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 449 In Search of a Friend Colours… simple things that are perceived by the eyes. A by-product of creation that turned out so fascinating. The gods surely had no reason to find meaning in colours and yet they did. Blue… Aqua… Azure… The colour of the sky… the rarest colour of the moon. This was the one. The colour she chose to create her beautiful lotuses. The same colour that rarely graced her beautiful palace. The goddess cherished the time when her palace glowed a bright blue. It…
  • by Mary Wilson 448 Homesick!!! The car parked and the royals, along with Honour and everyone else that had been a part of the King’s convoy stepped out. “I don’t think I saw the other side of the wall on our way here,” Madeline wondered. “That’s because this parking lot is under the ‘wall’. From the outside, it looks like a really huge wall but it’s just the outer wall of a very large building. In the middle of everything is where the Royal Games take place,” Bree explained. “So, it’s…
  • by Mary Wilson 447 Bitten Drake had grown used to using this short moment of inertia to either take some time to recover or to counter his enemy. In this case, he was trying to recover from the sudden attack but that proved to be an error in his judgement. The wolf planted one paw on the ground and with the other raked the prince to the side. The nimble prince was viciously thrown away from the wolf, bouncing hard on the ground before slowing to a roll. Disoriented and dizzy, Drake trying to sit up at least.…
  • by Mary Wilson 446 More Trouble The prince observed the man’s body, trying his best to keep the rabbit contents he ate earlier from returning. The rogue’s body, after the Rogue King left, had tried to return to its natural state and the results when combined with his injuries were gruesome. It was a fate the prince would never wish on anyone… even if that person was his enemy. The man’s limbs were all twisted and his joints bent in odd directions as the muscles tried to contract. The ribs that had been…
  • by Mary Wilson 445 Unknown meets Abomination “Oh? Are they now?” the man asked him, turning to the wolf that was now convulsing on the ground, “Are they really red? They should be blue. Tell me.” Victor’s wounded form remained unresponsive on the ground blinded by thoughts of the pain. He was losing blood and getting more lightheaded as the seconds ticked by. The ‘Rogue King’ sighed, “You’re even more useless now than you were earlier. No matter… Hey, you there. Man whose name I don’t know.…
  • by Mary Wilson 444 A sign... Any sign at all Lina failed to rest easy for the rest of the night. Her mind wandered to the rogues that had just attacked their camp and more to the mountain lions that had rescued them. There were rogues out in the ranges that had probably brought down the mountain pass. They had all known that and the rogues had eventually attacked them. ‘What would have happened if the lions weren’t around to help us? What then?’ Lina wanted to think like this but part of her mind kept a…
  • by Mary Wilson 443 Facing a Royal Victor was glued to the spot by the intense stare of the blue eyes before him. He swallowed under the gaze of the colossal wolf watching him. The rogues beside him were in a similar state. Breathing felt like hard labour at this point, almost as if breathing too hard would prove offensive to the wolf and yet breathing too little would only bring them closer to death. ‘A royal… I’ve never seen one this big. And we’d been so careful to stay out of their way all this time.…
  • by Mary Wilson 442 Unconscious Change Drake Sirius ran upstream trying to make the most of his day. Hunger was starting to catch up to him. He eyed the sky and realised the night would be upon him in a few hours. Trying to estimate when next he would be too tired, the prince found that he could still press on. He also wondered where the extra energy was coming from but shrugged it off as he continued running uphill. It wasn’t the first time this had happened and he certainly thought it wasn’t going to be the…
  • by Mary Wilson 441 Protected By Nature Lina forced her eyes open, finally realising that the savage noises that she kept hearing weren’t merely part of a dream but actually animals outside of her tent. The princess quickly opened her tent and stepped out, rising quickly to her full height. Her blue eyes cut through the darkness of night quickly adjusting to allow her to perceive her surroundings clear as day. The first thing she saw was fur unlike that of a wolf. She was frozen for a while, fear threatening to…
  • by Mary Wilson 440 Between Scylla and Charybdis! Amidst the ensuing chaos, Victor’s window of opportunity finally came to an end. The delta started finally lost her balance and started to tumble. If it wasn’t for being in his werewolf form, a wide grin would have formed on the rogue’s face. Now the girl was going to wake up and alert the lions of another presence they needed to worry about. Perhaps the lions had stopped paying attention to her because she hadn’t been conscious. The creatures hadn’t…
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