Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Eight
Chapter Twenty Eight Toke clenched his eyes shut as the wind struck his face. After a few seconds, he wriggled his arm free of Zashiel's grip and flipped his hood up. When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't hold in his gasp. "Whoa," he...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Seven
Just like during inventor's class. just like when he'd spied on the politicians. toke lashed out with his powers, faster than he ever had before, and grabbed the circular weapon.
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Five
That is the goal for artists, for authors, and, most of all, for inventors. for we do not simply put paint on a canvas, or write words on a page. we create objects that can be used for more than mere entertainment.
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Four
Now the permissor's son is dead, which definitely won't make things easier for our young inventor. and who was it that found him lying in the street?
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter Twenty Three "Quiet," Zashiel whispered as they crept toward the warehouse. She had zipped her wings inside her jacket again, opting to take to the ground with Toke. They had circled around to the far side of the building, and now had their...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Two "I can't believe this," Toke whispered. He sat in the chair beside Wayli's bed, hunched over so that his chin almost rested on the mattress. Boam stood with his back against the wall behind him, not saying anything. Wayli's...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty One
It all depends on the inventor himself. if a man were to spend all his life on one invention, always changing it, never satisfied, then he has wasted his life.
Juryokine: April Fools!
**Today on The Continuing Adventures of Jerry O'Kind...** **When we last left our hero, the fair maiden Zashiel had been stolen away by the savage Umbagumbwa Tribe. Kidnapped and held hostage against her will, Zashiel must hold out hope that somebody...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty Toke lay on the cool evening grass for a few minutes, letting his frantic heartbeat slow down. His eyes were glued to the spot in the sky where the spearman had vanished. Had he and Zashiel really just gone toe to toe with him, and...
Juryokine: Chapter Nineteen
But the thoughts of finishing his battery and finally being awarded with his inventor's license were too alluring to resist, and soon he found himself lost in daydreams.
Juryokine: Chapter Eighteen
"an inventor knows not to overexert himself," navras said as toke made his way to the door. "an exhausted mind is more dangerous than an exhausted body." "yes, sir," toke nodded. "i understand."
Juryokine: Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen Toke crouched atop a building, a cool gust of wind tugging at his jacket as he faced the Capitol. His skin crawled as he knelt there, sure that, at any moment, Klevon was going to swoop down and slaughter him. The mission had just...