“I know I can’t change your mind, but I want you to listen.”

Pippa has never heard his voice with so much desperation before.

It curls and twists in her stomach, making her feel sick. Coming from him, it sounds wrong, like nails on a blackboard kind of wrong.

“Ok. I’m listening,” she promises, though not moving. If he wants her to listen, he better do it fast.

She stays with a pitch black d...

When I was kids, I would had love watching Shaktiman serial and in this serial Gangadhar was Shaktiman. Whenever, someone faced problem from evil powers at that point of time Shaktiman appeared and saved people’s from evil powers.

Geeta was a news reporter and she affectionated Shaktiman. Most of the news of Shaktiman had published Geeta’s news paper. Geeta was caring about Shaktiman, therefore s...

She knew that this day would come. From the look on Niall's face she understood that he had really said it.

"I am Red Angel" she had said for a few seconds.

"Are you kidding" Niall replied with a half laugh. When he saw no reaction from me, his face turned white.

"Are you Red Angel?" He exclaims astonished.

"Why didn't he ever tell me?" He asks.

"I.." he sputtered looking for something to say "to ...

When she first heard the news of the attack coming for the capital, her stomach sank. The relentless attacks on the Sun Kingdom were constant. It seemed everyday there was new reports popping up across the lands. If there was a time to reveal her powers, it was now. When her country and community needed her most.

Sara took a deep breath as she set the news scroll down on the rickety wooden table...

"Chloe I-" Mark's words jumble as he confesses to her, "I'm The Black Signal". The words fall out of his mouth, failing to sound how he pictured them in his head. As she listens to him, her eyes begin to swell and her posture fails her, the golden locks of her hair cover her face as she dips her head into her hands. "How- how could you keep this from me?" she says under her breath, she wants to sc...

I didn't choose to live this life. I don't know a single person who wakes up and chooses a life of obligation—at least not in the neighborhoods I grew up in. They all worked to provide for their kids, but I'm sure they'd rather have been home to enjoy their kids rather than take snapshots of their lives if they had a choice. A bunch of blink-and-you-miss-it moments—first grade, second grade, and b...

I watch from my spot on the couch as she bustles around the kitchen, doing god knows what. Her hands always have to be moving, doing something, it's one of the many things we have in common.

I have to tell her. I know I do. There have been too many close calls. Too many instances of her opening a drawer I don't want her to, tuning into the news when a particularly telling snippet of me surfaces,...

She stood there, frozen, among the heaping carnage. The reason he kept going. The reason he fought so hard to keep the city safe - though almost always creating danger for himself. In the surrounding chaos, these two, almost as if by the power of something greater, lock eyes just as they had all those years ago at the coffee shop while he was on his way to work at his cubicle at a small accounting...

“Im the saviour”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh yeah? And do you have magic too?”

“Kind of.” He whispered under his breath. Then added, “Farrah, look at me, im serious about this”

I stared into his wide eyes, he seemed scared. He was really playing into this bit. I debated humouring him and going along, but it had been a long day and i wasnt in the mood.

“Magic doesn’t exist and The Saviour is some k...

“Shit shit SHIT.” Eric held his face in his hands and he nervously paced the floor of his room. His roommate would be home any minute he knew. He had to run. To hide? He didn’t know what he had to do but he knew that he could NOT see Aarold in his condition. Eric Johnson was 22 and currently attending the College of Elites. His roommate, Aarold Schylar was 20 and was also attending the college as ...