Novels by Sher Reev

Lyanna was lying on her bed, slowly recovering from the old wounds."The doctor says you will be free to go in a few days."Beside her bed was Andrew Henshaw, comforting her to a good discharge. He had always been there for her in the absence of her father, more than her brother could ever even if he tried.Lyanna smiled back at him. He was such an angel, she thought."Andrew..." She muttered, craving his attention. "What is it..." He responded as soon as he lifted his head, seeing the look of displease spread across the lines of her face."I am sorry for what happened to your father..." She had always wanted to say that since the moment she discovered that her father and his friend were really the ones who had taken Henshaw's life back then. "I am sorry for everything my father did to your family..."He put a finger on her lips. "That is gone now. We are now here together. Friends. Together. Forever."His smile was enough to convince her to be happy. He was the best thing she had k

"I am sorry about this. I will make sure to find him...""That boy stole my money. He walked into my house and stole my money!!" Albert Bradbury was in a rage as he recounted what Howard Smith had done. The boy had the guts to infiltrate into his home and escape with an extreme amount of money."There is nowhere he can go or run to. And there is nothing he can do with that amount of money. We will find him, and we will recover your money." Diego assured, still trying to calm down the anger of Bradbury.Adam Bradbury sat at a far corner of the living room. He was still in shock and horror over what happened the night before. The knife placed on his throat, threatening to slash through. He could feel the red sores which developed along the lines of his neck.Also in shock was Adam's mother, Stella Bradbury. She was also struggling to fully understand what had happened the night before. Worse, she could not understand what was happening right now. Who were these strange men? And why had

The successful businessman, whose profits had gone on a whole new level of rise since the past few months was in his house, having a glass with his wife and his son, Adam Bradbury. Albert was filled with smiles and laughter, clinking his glass cup with that of his family, recounting his success story to them both, hoping that his son would learn a few things and take inspiration from his achievements."A man who wants success must be ready to ignore all attachments. You have to keep an open eye, always on focus. Only then can you see the tiniest opportunities the very moment they appear." He schooled, smiling.Albert had sent away his bodyguards and protectors from the room. He just wanted to have an alone time with his family since that rarely ever happened in their life. He felt tonight should be a special night, but faith would have it, he could not have picked a worse day than that particular day.Howard Smith peeped from beneath the curtains. He had found his way and outsmarted t

"The case today. Accused, Andre... No last name. Versus the state"."This man has committed a horrible crime against our nation, against me and you. A heinous transgression upon a loyal citizen is a heinous transgression against the whole of us. He does not even have a lawyer, and that goes to show you how evil he has been proven. You know. I know. Everybody knows. No one wants to waste their time and integrity standing for him. In my opinion, he has already been condemned in the heart of the world, how balanced would it be if he were to be condemned by the hands of the law.""Mister Andre, after carefully considering the evidence put forward to the court and listening to the presentation of one lawyer, I believe this court has more than sufficient information to pass judgment on this case.""The court sentences Mister Andre to a long term of fifty years in prison. Meanwhile, if any other acts of crime or any disturbance of peace is detected from Mister Andre during tbe first thirty y

"Where are you Andre, we are about to move". Guerrero said through the phone.Andre was just a few minutes left to the spot where they had agreed to meet. It was a seaside location, where illegal boats would usually set sail. Then the boat would travel a far distance up to the middle of the sea where a bigger ship would be waiting.Along with the passengers of the other smaller boats which had come from different part of the cities just for the same purpose of transmitting people in secret, the people in the boat would be drafted into the bigger ship and the boats would return to the seaside.This was also done at other parts of the world, in other countries. Each boat would know the right time to leave the seaside in order to meet the ship at the predetermined location, and Guerrero did not want to miss that time.Andre and his daughter were not the only person who were trying to leave Twillightoria. There were other people too, and unlike Andre who simply just asked for a favour, th

"Welcome, my friend! It is really pleasure to see your old face once more. Is this your beautiful daughter? May I say she looks just like her mother? Too much, I tell you. Too much."Guerrero welcomed Andre with smiles and hugs. He seemed really glad to have the honour of saving Andre and helping him out of the country."Everything is set, my friend. The boat is ready, the sailors are waiting. All that remains is for you to step into the boat and set sail to freedom."Andre understood his words well, but he was no longer anxious to leave at this point."Diego and my son are still behind. We need to rescue them first, only then can I go anywhere."Guerrero frowned. "That does not make any sense, Andre. Diego knew what he was walking into when he decided to help you in your foolish mission. I am sure he wants you to leave now that you can, you do not want to get caught too. Now that would be too much a loss for anyone of us to bear. And your son? I heard news about your son. He seems to

Hawkings stood of in front of his TV. A cigarette burned between his lips as he fumbled with the remote control. The glass cup in his other hand spoke of whiskey, and he did not expect to be having a visitor."The protests in the street have turned to riots and the riots are going crazy wild. If the mutants themselves were to go on a global rampage, it couldn't be any worse than this." Hawkings scowled. "Damn TV reporters." They always made things seem worse than they actually were, undermining the efforts of the police force. His men were out in the middle of the street trying to contain all these madness, and there was someone who hid on the streets, flashing cameras and thinking they can make stupid statements like this.His radio chimed. "Inspector, we are having a bigger situation here, it can no longer be contained. Permission to request for backup from the mutant control agency."It was Bolton, Hawkings's right hand man."No." The irritation grew from his stomach. "Request for

GOD POVIt was a crazy dawn in the city of twilights. Banners bounced up and down the streets. Posters held high above shoulders, bearing black ink, red ink, and fire. Men echoed the voices of women, women screamed in support of men. Chaos had chosen to boil. Radios and televisions told the same stories, the stories of a revolution, distant but not far. The creations of God were ready to dispose of the creations of men's insanity, and the news were ready to report it in every way possible."Protesters have taken to the street all around the nation following a recent mutant attack on Twilight Academy. This attack came after a group of high school student protesters have called for an end to mutany.""It is a wild madness taking the nation by storm! And it does not look like it will die down anytime soon.""They are calling for the non weapon to be passed!""This revolution began when a brave young man from Twilight Academy named Teddy Abrahams first gathered his mates at the basketball

Dusty Dylan. That was the name he had chosen for this show. A few minutes earlier, Dylan had realized that his fake villain bailed on him in the last moment even after receiving half his payment. Yet the show had to go on. So he raced back to the site of protest to find Jude, but Jude was nowhere to be found. Worse, he found Ariana giving a speech to the public."Okay this is going really bad."Thankfully, he found Ashley Quill."What's going on? Are you not supposed to be planning the fake attack?" Ashley Quill was suprised to see him."Something has happened. He won't be joining the plan anymore.""Why?""He suddenly thinks Teddy Abraham is right. That we need the non weapon to save society". Dylan was more confused as he recounted the shock. The bloke he chose for this mission did not even care about society. He was a guy who cared nothing about laws or reforms or movements. He only cared about money. Yet today he had seemed totally different, as though Teddy Abraham had gotten thr

The shadows around me came closer with new and crazy forms of attack. Some variants of deadly strikes which I had never come against earlier. I even learnt new shadow tricks I had never thought possible before. But all these meant one thing - I was losing."You foolish boy! The master knew you would come here. He is too wise, too wise for the likes of you. Now tell us where the bracelet is."I wasn't ready to let go of the bracelet. I also was not ready to prolong this fight. The plan was to take care of Teddy Abraham before attending to this. If only these dark misfits could come back later.If I did not get to the rally on time, I would not be there when the fake villain showed up. When Ariana would be attacked by the arranged mutant and Ashley Quill would defend her, I would just be here, picking straws with shadows!The fight was getting more intense. I was outnumbered. I would soon be done for. Then I heard a familiar voice over the base of the speakers."When I used to be young

"Young boys and girls of vision, for so long we have lived under dire oppression, our lives by certain abominations who now walk among us. We have lost parents, brothers, sisters, even little children to these terrible monsters and yet for three good years, we have endured. We had hoped the powers above would protect us, we had waited for their intervention. But now, it is over. The endless wait is over. Today I present to you the Non Weapon! With this harmless defensive weapon, you can always protect your family from the terror of mutany. You can always remain safe!"Teddy Abraham's voice was everywhere in the school, and even in some other parts of the neighborhood. He had make sure to plant wireless speakers in strategic locations. His movement must rock the entire city, the entire nation."We have seen one of our own, a young girl, she took down a mutant on her own. From her we draw hope. No more, I say. No more. We have seen too much deaths on account of these mutants. The non we

The morning held a sweet fragrance of tension. I buttoned up and wore a tie, ready to confront the present. The plan was simple, show up in the school as Shadow Man and destroy Teddy Abraham's speech. Then in the night, I go after the abductors of Mrs Ricochet. The later was the more important of the missions but I had to get the first one done first.Opening the door, Dylan was already waiting for me."What? You couldn't wait till morning?""I can't wait to take down that jerk and his so-called movement." He had so much energy.Truth is, without Dylan's crazy efforts tne other day, Teddy Abraham's speech might not have gotten so much attention. He was really a jerk to pull him out when the going got big."Well Dylan, you know what you have to do.""Of course I do. Arrange a fake mutant villain, use the fake non weapon to take him down and wait for Shadow Man to finish the rest. But what if they find out that it was all fake? The villain and the non weapon?"I was not going to let th

The tension has sparkled to tall heights within the hearts of Percival and Agnos, the son of the undying witch. Together, they sought to know what Daella had in the dark with the red king. "We should find out what it is they are discussing." Percival said as soon as he had pulled Agnos to his side, away from Brienne the beauty.But that did not stop the tavern girl from scooping her ears onto the most quiet air around her, just in case their secret words would escape in her direction."This is our chance to succeed in this quest. If we find a way to know his plans from here, it may save us the journey of a thousand miles." It was true what Percival perceived. Zathryon may be helping them by his being in that place. What if he would spill his evil ambitions against the king's army in that one meeting? Then the prince and the general, with the rest of their men might be able to return with their lives."You believe that the princess is a part of his plans?" Agnos murmured, still bewild

"My heart is blessed to another. There is none of it you can own". Daella said into the red face of Zathryon.Zathryon released a slight smile, reaching his face again into the cup lifted before him. He could sense her heart burning with rage for him, and he wondered why she was still seated before him."Why have you not told the world about me?" He asked her. "Your father, his lords and soldiers. A word from you and your people may stand a chance in defeating me. Believe me, if I am dead, my cause is too. My demons will not fight without my command. And no command shall I give with my head off my shoudlers"."But will you actually stay dead?" She returned to him a question in place of an answer after which the red king wore a pink smile. Then Daella proceeded, saying, "When I put you down, you will never again be able to rise. It will be forever."Her words would indulge a rustle of fear in the heart of any person especially with the way she chose to utter them. But Zathryon was not

The mother of witches stood before the huge waves of the ocean, staring into their vastness as though she could see the future written in their ever rising currents.Behind her was her closest sister, Teresa the second in rank of the witches. Or the second sister as they were called. Teresa knew very well what Marina was thinking about. She knew her so well that she could almost read her mind."The princess of Meredith". Teresa started, taking her place beside Marina and joining her in the sight seeing of the waters. "What will you do about her?"The waters raised to huge heights and dropped again with force, letting away huge splashes and smashes. The waves kept roaring with the wind, but none a single drop was fierce enough to cast a daint on the clothings of the two witches."She has brought these evils upon us, but the waters show us nothing of her future. We know not what problems she shall bring upon us next." Teresa continued. "Her mother once was a bone in our necks of ice, an

Daella walked up the stairs with her face closed to the ground. She did not expect that she would encounter Percival at this tavern."What has he come to do here?" She wondered, climbing up the stairs. He came so close to seeing her face when she collided with him. That would have been a disaster; No one should know that she was meeting with anybody today.As she appeared before him, her host pointed to her a place before him to sit."Please, princess. Sit". He said, rising to pull the little chair before her table so she could sit. After that, he returned to his own place opposite Daella."The entire kingdom is on the lookout for you. My father has developed sleepless nights and my brother is riding with an army to fight you. But you are here, within the sniff of our own noses, drinking and smiling as if all is well". She began, staring in his red eyes."But all is well". He replied. "The wine here is good. The air is nice too. And I have become more popular with the women of Meredit

While the witches paid their last respect to Ircane, her body laid within her cave of flowers. Her son Agnos sat beside it in tears while Percival stood by his side, consoling his loss.Her body now lay beside the little stream of water that flowed in the cave, adorned by the flowers she had nurtured for all her years. There she would stay for years to come without decay.Ircane's body had vanished mysteriously from Ghosti'dor the moment she breathed her last. Anyone would have thought it was the work of Ul Thera, but the wizard was no where to be found.Agnos had thought that his mother would return with the wizard who was his father by her side for he did not know his name nor could he recognize his face. But what he got was only disappointment. His mother, who was supposed to have learnt the art of immortality, dead before him. No wizard, no father. He was now completely alone in his world of mystery. Not completely alone anyway. Percival put a hand on his shoulder."I'm sorry th

In Hayden, Cynthy had almost lost her dear life. She barely escaped from the magical grips of the tall and powerful man who tried to prevent her from entering her new life of freedom.He had appeared from nowhere and offered her revenge."The king of Meredith is neither just nor grateful," he had said. "Is he not deserving of punishment?"A question to which she could not find a voice to reply since her strength was numb and her tongue seemed tied by whatever magical powers this man possessed."Oh! Do you want to decline my offer? I know that the desire for revenge still dominates your heart from within. Why must you deprive yourself of such justice?"She struggled to look in his eyes. His magic had a stronger hold than the thickest chains.And she mumbled, forcefully but audibly. "L-o-v-e".Zathryon chuckled. "Oh love, our excuse for being weak. You know, I also believe in love. In truth, I have a lover among your kind. But at the same time, I know of some good ways through which lov