Novels by Author Warren II

Shawn noticed that Alice was approaching him, but he just ignored her, although his intuition was telling him to move. He was confused about what she was doing. Before he realized it, Alice had already taken the ring from him as she used her assassination skills to move swiftly and snatch the ring from his fingers like a professional thief. "What's going on with Alice?" Shawn asked, confused. Then, he was surprised when he found out that the ring on his finger was missing. "Did she take it?" "Shawn!" Ava exclaimed as she slashed the monsters that were about to attack her boyfriend. "What were you thinking? Are you planning to get yourself killed?" "Alice," Shawn said. "Yes, what about her?" Ava asked, feeling jealous as she thought about how mean Shawn was to her when she was the one who saved him, but he was thinking about Alice. "She snatched my ring!" Shawn replied, looking at Alice as she ran away. "Where is she taking it?" "What?" Ava screamed. She looked at Alice, wh

The connection between Shawn and Cyrene was suddenly interrupted as a huge, black dragon with pointed scales made its way between them. The dragons were stunned when they realized it was their king, but he was no longer in his right mind and was corrupted by demons. "Who is that?" Ash used his tiny telescope to look at the figure who was standing in the back of the black dragon. "Is that Aimee?" Alice was surprised when she heard Ash. She borrowed his little telescope to see it herself and realized the little guy wasn't joking. "What is Aimee doing here?" Alice zoomed in the telescope to see it clearly and realized her friend was holding something. It was the broken dark gem that was divided into two. "Shawn, look at this!" Alice passed him the telescope. "How did this happen?" Shawn wondered. He thought that he had already broken the dark gem, but how could that assassin still use it, and now she has also gained control of the king of dragons? Aimee let out a devilish laugh—stari

Shawn put the dark gem on the stone and broke it with his golden sword. As the gem got divided into two, the memories of Florence played back in his mind—the way he smiled, laughed, and played with them; those sarcastic things he used to say; his seriousness and strong will to help others—he was such a good elf, someone they could always rely on, and now that he was gone, they knew they wouldn't be able to find someone like him again. "Are you okay?" Ava asked, standing behind Shawn. "Although Florence is an elf, death is something we can't predict, and every one of us is going to die too." Shawn faced Ava and forced himself to smile, though tears were already forming within his eyes. He knew she was right; sometimes they get emotional if they only think about their friends deaths, forgetting that they, too, were going to die someday and perhaps they'd meet each other again. They had to be mentally and emotionally ready for the death of their loved ones. Aimee, on the other hand

Florence woke up on his wooden bed upholstered with white bedsheets inside his room that was built inside a huge tree in the world of elves. He slowly stood up as he remembered what happened. He was so incapable of protecting the most valuable elven treasure, and he knew that his father would be mad at him. "Why did you allow that gem to be taken away? Don't you know that our lives depend on it?" Eldric asked, holding his wooden cane firmly, trying to hold himself back as he might accidentally strike his nephew for his mistakes. "I'm really sorry, uncle," Florence apologized, bowing his head more than forty-five degrees, showing how much regret he had for being so gullible and letting the demon lord take the gem of life when his father had already warned him not to let anyone touch it or tell anyone about it because it could attract power-thirsty people. "Your sorry can do nothing." Eldric sighed. "You have to go back to the world of humans and take it back. Our family has trusted

No matter how many times he had transformed into his hero mode, Shawn still found it exciting every time it happened because he knew something interesting was going to happen, and he felt like he was the main character of the story. His green t-shirt turned into silver armor, and he was now holding his golden sword. He hadn't had a satisfying fight recently, and his battle-maniac personality had been waiting for this opportunity. "I'm leaving the rest to you guys!" Shawn exclaimed before charging towards the demon lord. He swung his sword, ready to slash the demon lord with all his might, thinking that he would take the enemy down in one blow, but a strong force coming from the dark barrier when he landed a hit sent him flying back mid-air. "Shawn!" Ava exclaimed in a worried tone of voice. She was about to come and help him, but the bloodthirsty queen of bats blocked her way. "Where are you going? Your enemy is me!" Morgra asserted, licking her cheeks with her long black tongue,

Everyone was stunned when the old man suddenly transformed into a feared demon—the ruler of all demons, the demon lord who could command every demon and monster. He had deliberately lured our heroes to his domain, where his most advanced monsters had gathered. "Who's that weirdo?" Ava asked, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere. "Do you know him, Shawn?" "It's the demon lord—the one we hunted in the past," Shawn replied. "Do you remember?" "The demon lord?" Ava repeated, confused. "But I thought he was already dead. You killed him, right?" "I did," Shawn said, frowning. "But... I don't know. Maybe he got reincarnated. After all, everyone else is here too, so that's not impossible." "He seems powerful enough to threaten us," Leo said, his body radiating a fiery, passionate aura. "I’ll never forgive anyone who mocks my friend's identity." Shawn frowned in confusion. If the demon lord had been pretending to be the old man all along, he should have already killed them. Why w