This is a story about a young man who's ready to become the first ever electric type gym leader in the Galar region. however, being a gym leader isn't as easy as it sounds. Can he prove that he's got what it takes? Join Denard and his trusty spark the Zeraora as they partake in a journey you won't want to miss.
"you have fire in your eyes child i like that" the old woman chuckled lowly
"but does she have have what it takes to fly a dragon i dont think so sister"the younger woman next to her replied giving me a cold glance
"your low born scum not fit for much except to work to death so give up your dreams of ever flying and run back home to your mother because people like you never amount to anything" she finished staring into my emerald eyes with intent to wound my pride
i ripped of my cloak the candle flame reflecting off the gold of my crown that stood heavy on my head.
"i am a no low born scum and i will fly"i announced with the regal air of a high born princess
"because i know i have what it takes"
"and i will be crowned queen"
History is shaped on a continent of magic and discord. A story of five friends and their attempt to navigate life, love, destiny, beauty, the innate shittiness of humankind, and existential dread. Meet:
Lilianne, ex-kingmaker and aspiring scholar of magic.
Kliment, immortal slacker with a heart—hand?—of gold.
Nathan, infamous retired gladiator and actual cinnamon roll.
Yerin, fugitive priestess with a tendency to exploit her gods.
Karima, public enemy #1 from birth and pretty salty about it too.
A story of an independent girl who loved her lover so much but he left her. At that point, she realized that some people couldn't be together, but they were just destined to love each other. Years after, she became one of the best students of the year and got the chance to deliver a speech on her Graduation Day. While she was delivering the speech, she saw the one that would change her life forever at a glance.
"How could you" She sobbed. I never felt such heat of her rage this much before. Her heart shattered in her eyes as it reshaped itself with hate and sorrow.
Everyone but me stood back, Heat raided off of her body in waves."Daiya.." I spoke softly and slowly approached her. She was just hurting and so was I. "Mom wanted to keep us safe". I gasped when I reached out to touch her and pulled back feeling the smallest of pain. I gazed at my fingers and saw my sensitive skin pink, was hardening by the heat. She burned me. She began to shake drowning in her grief. The heat increased growing hotter making me stumble back. "It should've been you!". She wailed out as she let loose of her power. We all flew back as it hit us hard But her words hit me harder than the blast. Because it's true. I killed her. ••••••••
A young woman is arrested for the crime of practicing the arts of craft. The punishment for that crime is death. But like magic, not everything is as it seems because She is mysteriously broken out of prison. After that day, Adelind encounters a small group. A dark skin girl and her little sister share an ability to manipulate nature. A tall scrawny bibliolater with glasses. A fierce female combatant and Two blacksmiths. As well as encounters with warriors, mystical creatures and more but as they dig deeper, she grasps that some secrets were left to be forgotten or kept shut behind closed doors.
Something wicked this way comes— following a girl who embodies a monster. Her true death was stolen from her on a cold night in 1812, where she would walk the earth with an insatiable hunger for something evil, for eternity. Each moment is a moment of hiding, killing, surviving in secret, until she is forced to fit in with the human society she distanced herself from so long ago.
[This story was written for my 1st Anniversary on Penana, and it'll always be. Hope you will love this cute & refreshing story. ~Rosemary Dawson]
Rappler High, one of the most high ranking schools out there in Malaysia. Where all kinds of races enroll. And here lies your regular heroine, Terynz Lee who enrolled in this school on her first year. She may be the most prettiest girl in the school, but she wasn't really talented in anything. And her grades barely made it to the requirements level.
One day when she was chosen into the best group house called Toucan, where she knew she may screw up their leading scores. The people in the group were enlightened to see her beautiful appearance, but soon became fed out because she was a hopeless case. Nobody wanted to trained her, so they had no choice but to leave it to the President of the group. He was tall, hot, good at everything and has a great sense of humor. But he was Indian.
She knew it was wrong to fall in love with him. Nevertheless, it happened anyways. [ *shrugs* ]
[Author's Note/Fact: The plot is NOT FICTION, but for the romance? I wished that happened. You could call this a fan-fic but I call this a sweet success. Brace yourselves for a breathtaking cute story that might make you blow like boiling hot water. ~Rosemary Dawson]