3 Sannin Novels & Stories

The girl aimed her gun at him but I stopped her. “I'll take care of it.” I whispered as I walked towards him. “Skisaho ki-ru, sa-chin.” I chanted as I took a deep breath. I am a Sucho or a Sin that has heightened sense of touch. Skisaho ki-ru is an Orikami we use to increase our strength. Sa-chin or first level spells are undetected by the alarms which makes it safe for me to use in this situation.

Everything in our home revolved around her, as if she owned the house. Recalling my bitter past, I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I still had the chance? Andrew slammed on the accelerator. As if something had just occurred to him, he frowned and muttered, "Well played, Jovana. No wonder I haven't heard from you in three years—you've been out there messing around with some other man." Watching him clench his jaw in anger, I wanted to slap him across the face. A blind, heartless scum like him had no right to accuse me!

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

I added. Three days is a pretty long time, right? Right?

Is his simple reply. I raise my head to glare at me, but the height difference puts me at a great disadvantage. Santino is a very tall man, standing at 6'5. He pushes me away from him with a very disgusted look on his face like he touched the most filthy thing in his life. This is the most expression he has ever shown me. “ The next time you try something like that, I won't be so forgiving.”

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

Sin pointed at the paper I held in my hand. He couldn’t and not even the expert map reader would know how to read it. Except the person was a witch. I unfold the map and set it on the ground of the forest we were in. “Ostendo,” I mumbled, and I glared at the yellow light flashing on it. “I know.” I said to him, “The blood moon pack, and it’s still three hours away from here.” “And I don’t think you’d last three hours walking to that place.” Sin retorted.

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