Orignalplot Stories

When people discovered the continent known as Hirshein, war broke out as eight cities were formed. People fought over simple things as they attempted to take land and resources from one another, pushing back and forth as they slaughtered. Out of the many people that came to Hirshein, only eight were brave enough to stand against the war. These people left the quickly forming cities in search of a cure for the madness, what they found was Magic. An ancient power locked away deep in the caves of the tallest mountain in Hirshein, when they came back several years later, they returned as what would later be called Arch-Mages. They stopped the war between the Eight Cities Of Hirshein and from then on the continent lived in peace, and over time the Thaumaturges had children. Magic was passed down in bloodline, but it was never quite as powerful as the first eight who would become known by the name; The Old Masters, as well as Arch-Mages. All holders of Magic from then on were known as Mages, until a young girl named Valryn Karyn discovered the power inside her. With the power of The Old Masters, Valryn finds herself thrust into a terrifying new world... the world of Mages.

*SHORT STORY* Hey guys, I wrote this short story for class a couple years ago and I thought I might as well post it as my first ever story on this account. The whole story will span throughout a singular chapter and I hope you all enjoy very much. *I do apologize if there are any grammatical and such, I will be tending to those within sometime. Phot for cover does not belong to me as well, full credit to whoever has taken that photo.* Constructive criticism is always welcome as well. Much love, Droca xoxo

Haven't you always wondered about a purple power ranger? One who was the same age as our very own Dr. Tommy Oliver. Well, that's me. Emerald Aurora Theodora Isles. Yeah, yeah I know. I'm named after the Emerald Isles in Ireland. I'm 29 years old getting ready to turn 30. I am technically the new music teacher at Reefside High. I'm am the purple dino ranger, the Ouranosaurus, even once a red ranger. Something about me is that I once worked as an assistant to Anton Mercer a little before Tommy did. Technically i'm the only reason why he was employed by Mercer. So, I guess that's just me and a little bit of my history. And now my beginning of being the purple Ouranosaurus power ranger.

In the night, flowers of blood bloom: forever growing.Although, as beautiful as they may seem, they are dangerous. Humans, Vampires or Lupines? Who will stop the flowers of blood from bloom once again? (( MY STORY REPOSTED FROM QUOTEV, I MADE THIS!!!))