Mini Series: Germs Hessuel: Ms. Dandeline! Ms. Dandeline! My show was included in the Highly Praised stories I’m so happy I can’t believe it I can’t help it this is exciting—! Dandeline: We’re not in the exciting part yet. Hessuel: What? What is it? Dandeline: The germs without r. Producer: Let me know you like this book by voting. Thank you~
"I know how to tame dogs," she boasts. She lifts her right hand up and above her skin is a huge orb of light spinning in the air. We all looked at it as the light imitated the glow and image of the moon. As always and have been, the beauty of it is mesmerizing, stunning… soothing… But my fascination ended harshly when I was slapped on the face. "You're awake now?" Dandeline asked. I blinked rapidly at her. “Aw,” I said, and when I looked at the werewolves, all of them were flabbergasted and spacing out on the sight of the moon Dandeline made. "Oh, so, it's your way of taming? Hypnotizing?" I pointed a finger at the moon. "Let's hurry!" She pulled me on my coat again to run away while the werewolves were deluded. “Wait! I want to try to slap them if it’ll work the same as mine—.” “It will!” We're running down another spiral stair, the space is slim and dark but the noon light through the window spares the burden. We halted in the middle of the path when I smell the fur again c
The very first noise I heard in this darkness is the wailing supplication of a woman. It pricked my heart. I'm looking around to find her but all I can see is darkness. No. I wince my eyes. This is just an illusion fabricated by Mraz. I never knew he had this kind of ability. He must be taking advantage of my real shell. Maybe it takes a strong mind to break free— ["Why me? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME!?"] Fear struck me when I heard the voice of the raging man. He isn't around. The only thing or apparition I saw is a man above me, smiling. Yet his eyes tell the opposite. ["My carefree pup... I will make sure he'll regret this throughout his immortality..."] said the man of the vision. I kept hearing the voices. My emotions are overwhelming; fear, sadness, and longing. These voices and visions are all intimate to me. Confusion is overflowing. Curiosity is killing me. And now, my emotions are turning into wrath! It's torture. "Stop!" I exclaimed out loud. I knelt down in agony on
My boots were soaked when I stepped on the shallow river flow. I can't keep my eyes on my steps because I have to keep an eye on Acro above who's leading the way for me in the neighborhood woods. I cross the stony river and innumerable trees. I stopped in front of a giant tree when Acro flew on top of it. I make steps backward while looking at where Acro is perched. When the distance is enough for a spurt, I dash upward on the tree defying the gravity. However, Acro's spot is too high. I almost fell down again but I managed to cling to a robust branch and hop from there. I step on another robust branch to draw closer to Acro. I never knew there was an owl nest here. And it's wide enough for me to fit in. I squinted inside and inside I saw a mini box. I sat on the branch, leaving my legs hanging, and I blew the dust from the box which means it had already taken years in this hidden nest. It's a good thing no one found it first. The very first thing I saw in the box is a lustering n
I covered my face in the metropolis until I got into the train. The snow is heaping on the earth again. While waiting, I read a latest newspaper about the upcoming 1886 election in Lanbarc after Mraz was proven guilty of injustice against dark people and was abdicated. I looked for other newspapers from Plandreas, any clue about the wanted post of Cormelio but nothing met my curiosity. I arrived in the big city of Plandreas! Airships are landing and piloting. The hotel buildings will keep my chin up to them. I asked a guard “Excuse me, where’s the way to Dachologie Vil?” “A few kilometers outside the city. The gate is on the west.” I later followed his instructions until Acro slapped me with her wings. [“West!”] she yelled. I realized I was going east. Eventually, no matter how many people I asked for directions, my poor sense of direction confounds me! This is why I never leave my countryside. “I’m sure it’s worth it in the end. I can feast my nose with her sweet scent… and to
"Oh, Hessuel, you're finally awake," Dandeline approaches. She's wearing a white loose dress and drying her hair with a towel. I fake a yawn and close my eyes. She sat beside me and her dogs cuddle with her, One lie down on her lap. "Looks like your pet is sweet with you, too," she said for I'm still locking Acro in my arms. "Yes! Very… sweet." I place her on my shoulder. "I'm sorry I slept too much." "That doesn't matter. It only took you until night, not the next day." Her laugh made the sultry place worse. I lock my eyes on the furnace because her naked image appears in my head when I look at her. "So, tell me why you came here." "I— Wait, how did you know I'm coming?" "The furnace told me. It's filled with my magic for your information. It sparks to alarm me whenever a future event will happen, the scenery plays with the fire." My jaw was left hanging whilst staring at the fire. "It can show future events... How about the past?" "No, just the future." "That's great." "
It's heading outside Dachologie Vil. I jumped off the wooden fences and slid down the rocky hill. However, the island ends here. The raven is coming towards another isolated island ahead with wealthy woods. Acro is after that bird alone. I was reluctant, but the welfare of my pet and treasure is at stake. Eventually, I left the coat and swam all the way to that island. The breeze is chilling me! But I have to chase them when I set foot on the shore. I'm panting, shivering, with the darkness as a burden. I'm walking with my bare feet on these thorny dried leaves. Although I cannot watch my steps. The trees are blocking my view of the sky. A complicated place to chase that raven, that bird is brilliant. "Acro! Acrooo!" I called but there's no sign of her. I walk longer to search for her and it looks like this forest is confounding me to its very core. I kept on calling Acro until the smell of furs met my nose. It's getting stronger to the point that it can suffocate me. I ceased m
When I was nine years old... I can't remember everything ever since I woke up beside a tree, save my name only and my pet owl, Acro. I sought help to feed my hungry stomach in every house I saw in the woods. But I did knock on the door of greedy men. They fed me and later sold me as a slave. They tied my hands with a rope attached to a donkey and dragged me along it. For several hours, I suffered fatigue from that seemingly endless march across the hot places. Beseeching for rest was futile. It only got colder when we arrived in a city where I became a product for merchandise. Yet I wasn't the sole slave. There were many people who looked like my skin was being sold as a slave. Fat and a lady of ornament bought me. Strangers made me afraid until in the latter, I became competitive. If I was born a slave, then I will be the greatest slave of all! There were other slaves in one master where I belong. The tasks were often too much for me. I struggle to be enthusiastic and dedicated t
I drop myself on the bed. There are two provided beds in this room, in between those is a glass window, the room is painted white, and the width is perfect for settlers with playful kids. On the other hand, my arms are stretched on the bed while staring at the ceiling. That smell bothers me as if it's telling me that the enemy is swarming around with an unbreakable gaze. In the middle of my worries, Dandeline stood beside my bed with her hands at the back. "I got something for you," she uttered with a smirk. I was about to feel excited until I spoiled the supposed presentation because the smell of metal was coming from there. And when she shows it, I stare at it ignorantly. "Scissor?" "Yes," she rubs the blade with the tip of her finger, "I always trim the furs of my dogs and I'm a professional when it comes to that. Maybe I can do the same with your hair?" "I'm so sorry, woman. Mine is hair, not fur." "Let me cut it for you. I swear I won't charge for the service." She lean
If you’re here because you’ve finished reading the book, you have my deepest gratitude. To anyone who gave their best to read this book, in any legal way (or not through a 3rd party beneficiary), I salute you. Will there be a book 2? -None. Please? -No. This is the end of Hessuel & Dandeline’s story. Seriously, I just tried a werewolf genre and finally proved to myself that this isn’t my cup of tea. We Asians prefer vampires. *chortles* Will the twins have their own book? -No. They will stay kids in your imagination. Will Hrista & Andrew have their own book?-Yes. Their book is part of the contemporary romantasy series I’m building. Which means this book is a side story of that series. It wasn’t the plan at first, this was planned to be a stand alone book, but midway I fell in love with the characters of this book & decided to connect them to the universe of this beloved series. I have big dreams for this series & I want this book to be part of it. Meaning, some of the scene
At the hotel, I remove my outer garments and tight clothes, loosen my shirt and lie down prostrated on the huge bed. All night digging for the newlywed's honeymoon isn't real! I'm too tired throughout the preparation and the whole day of the great day! Dandeline is taking her time in the bathroom and I nap while I wait.But, my waiting took longer than her time inside the bathroom, the squint of sun rays was coming inside the room already! I fell asleep facing her, she fell asleep facing me. I stare at her face for a while, then reach for her nape and hair. She woke up with my touch."Hey…""Why didn't you wake me up last night?" I asked."You seem so tired I don't want to disturb you, so I postponed my plan." She stretches her arms and thighs shortly.
I still woke up late when I am supposed to be the one waking up early! A folded bathrobe is prepared underneath my feet. Wearing that, I squinted in the living room and found Hessuel getting himself ready to leave while holding a bouquet."Where are you going?"He is too occupied. He turns his face to me before looking with his eyes. "I have an errand~"I skip steps and help him fix himself, but then he requests me to hold the bouquet while he fixes his shoes. He seems lively, probably because that's what it feels when money is expected on the way."Where are the twins?""Back to school.""Ugh, sorry, I woke up late."
The day finally came when I sealed the spellbook that contains the power of the moon in front of the pulpit of another mage school. My strength is even lesser now, but it doesn't bother me if this is equivalent to an increase in time with my boys."Is this your final decision?""Yes.""From now on," an enchanter declares, "you are a retired moon priestess. Your name shall remain eminent throughout the mages' history. You have done a good, and quite risky job. Hence, we are grateful for your services." He made me sign the declaration which all the witnesses in this chamber have signed as well.Shortly, I left the solemn room and met Lanasia waiting outside. At first, she taps my toga, and then she hugs me tight. "I'm gonna miss you on duty! You have no idea ho
Afvshaganifs is imprisoned in the main forest castle in an empty room guarded with tough magic. The door is only a messy sketch on the wall and only my power can make it work. I expect to be surprised since it's the captain who's inside. But not at this level— "What the..." Supposedly, the room should be completely empty but she provided a royal chair, a gallant coat dress paired with a big hat, and eye shades for her own while sipping a luxurious wine in front of her levitating spellbooks! "Great. You look more like a lady now. Do you have to dress like that in prison?" "What, would you rather see a hot captain than a glamorous queen?" she replied with the flickering of her painted nails. Her dead personality somewhat mismatches the fashion. The confidence blinds me! "I just hope this has nothing to do with Tanya's influence. Anyway," in front of her, I flipped my skirt first and then sat in the air as if there was a visible couch, "I came here for confirmation after I prosecu
"You're gay?" Hessuel asked."No. A real woman." He magically makes his hat appear in his hand and wears it, later, his tied hair grows longer and as he crosses his legs, his features change into a woman. "I am not a queen of pirates for nothing," she said and her voice was an actual woman!Unable to close my mouth, I can't believe a woman has been flirting with me! She adds,"But I became converted to my male version that even in this body," she approaches me and smells my hair, "this woman in front of me still attracts me.""Shoosh!" I drove her away like a fly!Hessuel pulls me behind him. He is calm compared to me. "Then it means you killed my mother to claim my father? Because of jealousy?" he questioned. I looked at his
(Dandeline's POV)"What? Lanasia is not here!?""She's not in your house? All I know is she visits Hessuel to have his statement regarding the ongoing investigation.""She's not. All of them are gone.""That's alarming."Eventually, instead of Lanasia, I brought Matheo to their old house to ask for his help in the gateway. He opened the door of the dark cellar and told me that "Unfortunately, I am not the guardian of this world anymore. What is your intention there?"Pinching my chin, I stare at Acro in case she can give me an answer. Unless I see them safe, I will not be at peace. Hessuel is not in the condition to go anywhere without me. Perhaps I shouldn't have left those dogs!
A candle is the only light inside. In a blink of that sudden darkness, he turns into an adult again. An ax is hurled at me coming from the darkness and I tilt Lanasia with me to dodge it."Good reflexes," he praised. The ax flies back to his hand. He stretches his hand and grips his clench. I felt a powerful hand strangling my throat and I was pulled onto the table. I am far beyond the reach of his hand but its shadow on the wall—because of that candle—reaches me."Stop this! This isn't going to solve anything!" Lanasia slams the table, and when she is about to do magic, Afvshaganifs casts her out of the room and locks the door.Given that idea, I pushed the table until he was dragged and jammed into the wall behind him. I ran to him on the tabl
I'm lucky to find records about the pirate in my father's journal here in his office. I've spent hours reading to my advantage during our travel whilst the pishnies have been counting my yawns."Look! A big fish~!""Get him!""Hed! Danteleon! Don't jump through that window!"My father and the pirate are indeed friends for a long time ever since their school days up to their mage career. The most helpful record is my father's gift to the pirate in exchange for a reviving spell because this is what we've been looking for. A pishney gave me the blueprint of the architectural design of the ship."Kids! Stop—!"I heard a splash of water.