All Chapters of Restoring Prestoria #1: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Angela and the bandits had frozen in their position. What they were seeing was dynamic. This was the last thing Angela was expecting to see. She was expecting an ugly witch stirring green steamy substance in a large black pot. Well, she was wrong because she was seeing a beautiful scrawny woman with beautiful orange eyes and long orange hair staring deeply at them. Someone had to say something because the woman in the chair was not going to. Justin gulped and cleared his throat. “I-I…we are looking for-for the cinnamon witch,” Justin said making everyone’s anxiety rise.The woman raised a brow at them when a sneer appeared on her face. A great laugh escaped her mouth. The laugh was unexpected and made them shiver. She cut her laugh shortly, looking at them again like she never moved or laughed. She was strange and unpredictable. These kind of people were dangerous. Angela was no more confused but mor

Miles was excited about being in a room with Angela. It was going to be fun. At first, Angela saw the opportunity as golden but then she became scared. How was she going to handle being alone with Miles? She trusted him but what if he tried something. No, he cannot…can he? Her parents taught her to trust no one in the world but them. Miles and the bandits were different. They weren’t people that would do something to hurt her. She’s only known them a few weeks but she trusted them. Now she was doubting that trust by a nibble.  “What do you think? Is Leila going to cook for us?” Miles said looking closely at Angela.He noticed she was shy and uneasy. That was something he didn’t want. He wanted the other Angela back. He was getting her back. “Do not know but I am sure it is something Kale will love.”“Positive about that.”Angela gigg

“What do you think it is?” the Queen asked with her eyes glued on the bat thing. “Looks more like a decoration.”Someone has been here. She thought, angrily gritting her teeth. *** “MOLLY! Polly! Come see this!” A girl from Uji called her sisters over to her side. They rushed to her side, wondering what she was calling them for. They were in the sacred museum looking at the prophecies. They came there anytime they were bored. They would read new prophecies every day because it seemed fun to them but something different was happening that day. “What is it?” Polly asked.The girl that called them pointed at a wooden board on which a prophecy was boldly written on. “Look, the words are cleaning themselves off.”She was right. One by one the words were deleting themselves. It was something they had never experienced a

If he didn’t fight it, the large bell would ring again and the next time it happened. He was going to fall and break his back. “Let us go to the meeting place fast. I am so excited for our training.” Angela squealed excitedly.“Me too. Let us go.” Miles held her hand and rushed out of the room.She didn’t know he was anxious to start training. He was reluctant but Angela didn’t know how he felt about training which meant strenuous exercises but she wasn’t sure the training was going to have anything to do with anything stressful. She would only know when they started. In a flash, they were in the meeting place. Kale had a caramel muffin in her hand and she was eating it with her mouth closed. It was obvious she was enjoying the muffin.  Justin on the other hand was stuffing chocolate waffles into his mouth. There was sticky chocolate all over his mouth,

It was a cycle that kept on happening over and over again.  Voices made him frozen to the ground. He heard the voices but was unable to see who was talking. The voices were coming from a room. His mother and someone he didn’t recognize were having a discussion. “Have you checked that old tower well again?” His mother’s voice was harsh.She was always harsh but never to him. He had seen his mother act cruel and wicked to other people but never to him, unless they were having a dispute. “Yes, your highness but we did not find Angela and her friends.”Angela? Who is Angela? The name was sweet and melodious. It was the name of someone that had to be very beautiful. He imagined how she would look, pretty and amazing.  “There has to be something. I need to find that brat and kill her!”His heart gripped in fear. He felt as if he was being dunked in hot lava. K