"I think we should figure something out about the naked thing. Not like I'm complaining," I mumbled.
Orion chuckled, snapping his fingers. In seconds his body was cloaked in simple black pants and a white t-shirt.
I frowned, making him laugh.
"We should get to safety," he encouraged, walking to me. He knelt down, brushing my flushed cheeks stained with tears.
I bit my lip, slipping my arm around him and pulling him into an embrace.
"In a minute," I whispered.
He hugged me back; his wings closed around me. I knew we didn't have much time, and I was worried about the others, but I wanted to enjoy this embrace. A real, warm hug from one of the men I loved and cherished.
"So...Alicorns are real, huh?" I hummed.
"Definitely real. Just like unicorns." He chuckled.
I kissed his neck, pulling back to look into his eyes. "I love you too, Orion Meadow. Thank you for saving me," I praised.
He blushed, opening his mouth to say something, but I pressed my lips against his. He smiled against my lips and kissed me back.
"HEY, ORION! You better not be kissing Celestia up!" Hunter called.
"Maybe if you stopped talking and did more darkness killing we'd break this stupid wall of darkness!" Finn shouted.
"Would you two just work together on this and stop bickering?" Theo yelled.
"Dearest! I'm coming!" Cairus called out.
"Orion’s already on the other side and you're still trying to act like a hero," Caio huffed.
"Hey! I tried! Not my fault I don't have pretty light magic like Orion!" Cairus argued.
"Bru! Bru-REE!" Arielle sang.
"Ah! Arielle, no fire! No, hot! Ow!" Finn whined.
We pulled apart, sharing a look before we both laughed.
"The rescue team has arrived," Orion announced.
I glanced at his wings, reaching out to touch them. They were so soft and I could sense their magic. "Aren't you going to hide these? They don't know, do they?" I asked.
"Finn knows. The others, no. I guess I can leave them in the dark for a little longer," Orion replied. He closed his eyes; his wings spread out before tucking into his back and faded away. "There," he confirmed, opening his eyes.
I smiled, blinking as my vision blurred. "I don't think I can...stay up for long," I confessed.
Orion nodded, pulling me into his arms and lifting me up with ease.
"Leave it to us to find a way out. Just rest," Orion encouraged.
I nodded, letting my head settle against his chest. I tried to keep one eye open, wanting to see how we would get out of here.
Orion took a deep breath as he closed his eyes.
"LIGHTA DESTROYANA!" he shouted.
Loud hiss noises came from the door and a wide white magic circle appeared. In a flash, the darkness was gone, the bathroom returning to its original appearance.
"Got it!" Cairus announced, opening the door. He tripped, falling over with Caio while Theo, Hunter, and Finn tried to squeeze in the space behind the twins.
"CELESTIA!" they all called out.
I gave them a weak smile. "Hey, guys. I think you missed the party," I announced.
"Dammit, Orion. You stole the show!" Cairus huffed.
Caio rolled his eyes. "Who was the one that took their sweet time trying to figure out a logical way to kill all those Forsaken in the hall?" Caio sighed.
"Maybe we should get out of here before more come," Orion suggested.
I glanced up, noticing he looked tired and his face was paler than normal.
"Good point. Orion looks exhausted and we're all reaching our limits," Theo confirmed.
Caio and Cairus stood up, walking over to get my dual swords that were in the corner of the room.
"BRU-REE!" Arielle flew into the room, fluttering around me and Orion.
"I'm fine, Arielle," I grinned.
She landed on my chest, hopping over to snuggle herself between my cheek and Orion's chest. She began chirping over and over again.
"Yes. I missed you," I giggled weakly.
"Let's get a move on. I remember my brother showed me an emergency exit. He said a council member had shown it to him and said if there was no way out from the school, it would lead to somewhere safe. Like a gate or portal," Hunter revealed.
"Let's go!" Finn ordered, moving out of the doorway and ushering us to follow. Orion tightened his hold on me, speed walking out with the others.
I noticed the chaos and destruction in the hall. The lockers were dented and papers and bags littered the ground. We rushed down the hall, my eyes catching a glimpse of students fighting off Forsaken down another hall.
"Left!" Hunter called out, leading the way before he stopped and lifted his bow. He summoned multiple arrows, shooting them in quick succession into the hall ahead. Loud hisses and screams could be heard, but we didn't linger.
The others added to the ongoing assault ahead of us, shooting magic balls of their strongest element as we moved ahead toward a hall I'd never seen before. It didn't look like it was a part of the school, appearing more ancient with numerous magic circles on the walls.
We turned another corner, this hall even more narrow than the last. Hunter went first, Orion and I were behind him and the others followed in single file. As we approached, I noticed a familiar person at the end of the hall.
"Magnor!" I called out with all my strength. His eyes widened and his face filled with relief at seeing us.
"Hurry. Through the portal," He waved for us to enter. The open door began to glow a bright green and gold as magic began to swirl in a circular pattern.
Hunter didn't hesitate, going right in. I looked up to Orion who tightened his hold around me. I glanced back at Magnor when we reached the entrance of the portal.
He gave me a proud smile, nodding his head.
"Trust me. I'll see you in a moment," he promised. I nodded and Arielle chirped before Orion walked through the portal.
I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the way my stomach dropped at the dizzying movement of the portal. Ten seconds later, I felt a warm breeze and there was the fresh smell of flowers.
"Wow," Orion whispered, making me wonder at his astonishment.
I opened my eyes and turned my head, "What?" I questioned in a hushed tone, unable to find the right words for the beautiful land before us. I heard the others walking out of the portal and within seconds they too exclaimed their shock at the scenery.
Hunter came to our side while the others gathered around; we turned to see Magnor walk out of the portal.
"Magnor? Where...what is this place?" I asked.
He gave me a soft smile, glancing at each of us before nodding his head. "I think someone else can answer that better than I," he announced, taking a step to the side and ushering for us to look back at the portal that still glowed a gold-green mixture.
A tall man emerged from the portal; my eyes grew wide as I gawked at him.
He was six-four with long blond hair. He wore a gold cape decorated with green magic circles that rested effortlessly on his broad shoulder. He had a bigger build, but a slim waist and wore clothing similar to our uniform at Aslan, but looked richer and hosted magic within the delicate fabric.
He had a swirling tattoo on his right cheek and held a large golden staff that arched at the top, hosting an emerald crystal that floated in the middle of a purple orb. The familiar mismatched eyes met mine, his purple and green ones were identical to mine.
"Father?" I whispered.
The guys all gasped, turning their attention to me before returning their gazes to the man who smiled at my acknowledgment.
"Hello, my dear. It's been a long time," he greeted. He looked beyond proud to see me, an expression I hadn't seen in almost twenty years.
"What...but...why?" I asked, feeling even more confused.
He shook his head. "There's a lot to explain, but I think I need to state this first," he began. He tapped his wand on the ground; the portal
we'd ventured out of closed within seconds. When it did, we could see what was beyond it which left us even more stunned.
Before any of us could say anything, Father raised his hand, signaling us to stop.
"I know this is very confusing, but I will answer all your questions once you are well rested and recovered from your depletion of magic," he announced. He stalled for a moment, looking over to Magnor who nodded.
Father turned his attention back to us; his eyes locked on mine as he opened his mouth to speak.
"My name is Orlando Rainbow. There is a lot of explaining that needs to be done, but let's start with this. Congratulations. As Headmaster, I'd like to be the first to welcome you to the REAL Aslan Academy for Hunters and Huntresses. You have passed."
TO BE CONTINUED…
Coming Soon…
Taming the Storm
Sneak Peek
Taming the Storm - Blurb
A mysterious pocket watch, six mage shifters, and one deceased lover...
My name is Crimson Arashi and I'm your typical 22-year-old, finishing my Bachelors of Arts degree. Sadly, my father insists I become a doctor, having supported my attempt as an artist for far too long.
In this world full of magic and shifters, it sucks that I am the only child to a powerful Warlock - my father - and a Kitsune shifter - my mother. I'd already disappointed them because I am a human child - neither shifter or mage. I’d be lucky to light a candle with the snap of my fingers.
After one night of drinking, drowning my sorrows of being a disgrace to my family, I crash into a man on the run with six men in pursuit to catch this thief. None of them notice the pocket watch that escapes their grasp, lying on the cold, wet ground. I didn't think opening it would grant me all the power and strength of the previous owner.
I also didn't think it would belong to Storm Yuna, the strongest female magician known in our world. Too bad she was murdered, and now, I'd inherited not only her powers but feelings too. Yeah...feelings.
It will take all my strength to navigate the Storm of power and feelings swirling inside of me.
I just hope I can survive the trials that await me.
Taming the Storm
Prologue
Green eyes.
Beautiful gems glittered under the lamp post at the other end of the alley. They widened, fear taking over as his body jolted forward into a sprint.
I watched, everything in slow motion as he made his way toward me; the dark gloomy alleyway looked twice as long. I could see his desperation, his orange-gold strands that were bound together by a black gold ribbon with ancient text began to glow— the sensation of magic in the air evident.
But it didn't matter. Something told me my fate had been set in stone and nothing could change it.
Or maybe it was the five magical creatures that flowed out of the opened pocket watch that made my hand tremble and held such immense weight for a small piece of machinery.
I could see the other five men come into view— all of them sprinting in slow motion to reach my side. My eyes rose to face the five beings above me while they danced in celebration. Or was it an act of mockery for setting them free?
The magic that surrounded me was suffocating, making me struggle to breathe— leaving me frozen in crippling fear at the overflow of essence that could potentially kill me— stronger than my mother and father who were the strongest shifters I'd known.
They crashed into one another— creating a spinning wheel of color; red, white, blue, gold and pink.
I watched in awe, my eyes growing wide as the spinning bundle of color shot forward: straight into my body.
The impact lifted me off my feet, the force of magic surging through my body as my legs and hands dangled in front of me.
I couldn't distinguish what was stronger— the unbearable pain that coursed through my veins or the stunned and fearful expressions of the men approaching me as I made my slow descent to the ground.
Before I hit the grey, wet pavement, I blinked, opening my eyes to stare at the six men. But something changed.
My fear didn't linger on my sense of impending doom as the power I once feared drummed through my veins, but on the fear of leaving these men— the ones I loved, again.
As my conscious wavered, the flicker of emotions and memories flashed by in my mind, leaving just as fast while dark spots claimed my vision.
I finally hit the ground; my body bounced from the heavy impact and energy that struggled to stay in my body, like trying to close a container with too much fluid— the excess spilling out with force.
My head hit the ground the hardest, falling back till all I could see was an upside image of the way I'd come.
The one time I hadn't listened to James, it led to my death. A tear rolled down my cheek as I struggled to breathe through my nostrils— blood already began to pool within them and trail down my esophagus.
I wanted to gag or move my head to the side to let the metallic tasting liquid have a way to escape, but I was nothing but a broken rag doll, laying on the cold wet floor, unable to move.
The final image I saw was my best friend— those ruby red eyes that I'd loved and soft, light pink lips I'd kiss when he craved my touch.
I thought if I died, I would at least feel a sense of fulfillment for living a decent life. But as my eyes began to close just as my best friend ran forward, I regretted not telling him how I truly felt. To tell him how much I yearned for us to be a couple and not a fling based only on emotions and alcohol.
I loved him…yet, I also loved these six men who were nothing but a group of strangers who had loved and cherished me till my very last breaths.
As my conscious finally began to fade, my body began to fail one part at a time; in that moment I knew I'd died before. I'd lived, enjoyed the joys of love and fame, and had died a horrible death— a demise I didn't deserve.
As I took a final breath, my lungs unable to spare any more energy, I made a silent plea.
If I survived this, I would conquer my fears. I would love wholeheartedly and not be afraid to speak my mind and what troubled my heart.
I would enjoy each breath I took and strive toward my dreams rather than the ambitions of others.
Most importantly, I would love. Love without boundaries and follow my heart.
The last thing I heard was my name; a part of me remembered the way it rolled off James’ tongue whereas the larger part of me didn't recognize its foreign origin.
"CRIMSON!"
Crimson...or Storm.
Which one am I?
Did it matter?
I think not.
Because without some type of miracle, I would be nothing but a memory.
And that was my biggest regret of all.
About Yumoyori Wilson
Yumoyori.W.Wilson lives in Toronto, Ontario with her lovely Mother, Queen Loulou. When she’s not working the night shift as a Community Registered Nurse, she’s out relaxing with friends or sipping bubble tea while playing Elsword with her gaming friends.
She has an obsession with fashion and currently owns 100+ lipsticks, 50 being various shades of nudes though she insists all of them are different in their own way. She enjoys reading during her night shift, immersing herself in reverse harem, paranormal and romance novels to pass the time and prevent herself from falling asleep.
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Books by Yumoyori Wilson
THE STARLIGHT GODS SERIES:
Dark Wish
Tainted Rose
RYDER
Poisonous Dream
DANIEL (May 4th 2018)
Forgotten Fairytale (July 2018)
PARANORMAL INC SERIES:
Visionary Investigator
HOLIDAY SERIES:
Visionary C
hristmas
Starlight Christmas
Visionary New Years
EARTHALA SERIES:
Visionary X Starlight- Chapter One
Visionary X Starlight- Chapter Two
Visionary X Starlight- St. Patricks Day
STAND ALONE NOVEL:
Makoto’s Birthday (May 10th 2018)
CRIMSON STORM SERIES:
Taming the Storm (April 6th, 2018)
BRIGHTEN MAGIC ACADEMY SERIES:
Reflections of You (May 5, 2018)
BLOODY DESIRE SERIES:
Seduce My Blood (May 12 2018)
UNICORN BLESSED CHRONICLES:
Celestia
Celestia 2 (May 26th 2018)
COLLABORATIVE WRITING:
Shattered Destiny
CELESTIA Page 25