Affinity Chaos Novels & Stories

Anyway there are many more skills right here, and the system says that magic is different from a person to another and that the skills are a reflection of the soul and a manifestation of its power, so since each soul is different that means that my growth and mastery completely depend on my actions. Next is the affinity interface… now you can say that this is something that comes out of a cultivation manga… It says that each soul has affinities; either it is the reflection of a personality, a natural compatibility or harmony or trough a blessing… I have … more than what I expected… Some are natural; some are from the Abyss blessing. I have the following: Dark, Space, Chaos, Order, Craft, Rea

I wasn't able to see it entirely because it was dark and made my way towards the front porch. I sensed him behind me and heard the sound of the keys. I tried to move aside so that he could unlock the door but he caged me from behind with his strong muscular arms, his hot breath tickling my neck. I saw the veins on his forearms popping out as he twisted the doorknob and I got in, feeling hot and flustered. Jesus, why was I always horny around him? The chemistry between me and Xavier was insane, making me go nuts.

--- She Cuts In “Everything connected to it collapses.” --- Not just the system --- Everything --- The Architect Stands Still Calm. Certain. --- “Control or chaos,” he said quietly. “And you chose chaos.” --- Aria Faces Him Fully “No.” --- Her Voice Steadies “I chose freedom.” --- His Response Is Cold “And now you’ll watch it destroy everything.” --- The Countdown Begins --- Cassian Moves Immediately “We need to stop that sequence.” --- Aria Shakes Her Head “It’s locked at the core level.” --- He Looks at Her

Alli could practically feel the woman's resentment radiat-ing acrossthe room like a furnace. Alli tried to focus, tried to lose herself in the familiar rhythm of her work—wiping down the sticky bar with a damp rag, stacking glasses with a practiced hand, the clinking sound a fragile shield against the tension that !lled the air, checking the register to make sure the numbers lined up, a futile attempt to impose order on thechaos churning inside her. But her body betrayed her, every nerve ending on high alert, remembering how he'd touched her the night

And that's the reason why I don't think something bad or wrong on Es Sorores. But, I need to focus more on my real enemy. The Bruse Mafia. Yeah, that's right, Xeena. #30 #30

There was something dangerously beautiful about being wanted in plain sight. Talia had lived her life in well-tailored clothes and carefully crafted smiles, always polished, always predictable. But now, she wore lust like a second skin. It hummed beneath her surface when Cameron entered a room. It buzzed in her veins when his fingers brushed hers while passing a file. It burned down her spine when she caught him watching her lips while she spoke to her husband. Their secret affair had grown bolder, unrestrained, and recklessly hungry. They fucked wherever they could. In the garage. In her bathroom with the water still running. Against the wall outside Richard’s study while he talked numbers

“I pushed where I could.” I exhaled slowly through my nose and stood up, walking away from the desk toward the window. The city looked the same as always—busy, loud, alive—but inside me, things were shifting. Too many pieces didn’t fit. My father. His past. The things that never made sense growing up. I’d lived with questions for years without even knowing they were questions. Now that they were right in front of me, I wasn’t about to let them slip away. “That’s not enough,” I said, more to myself than to Kailin. I turned back to him, my resolve settling in. “Anton can’t just drop something like that and disappear. He knows more. I can feel it.”

I roared as I punched through one of his precious paintings. Bryce didn’t understand these urges, though we had the same mother, the three of us had different fathers. It was common for a female to have multiple mates, and we knew that there was a chance we would share one. Our mother, Anya, preferred traveling the world with her mates while the three of us liked being in one place. However, if Marley wanted, I would take her anywhere she wanted to go. “Stop taking your rage out on my art!” Bryce shoved me backwards and I landed on the desk with a loud crash. Papers went flying everywhere and I was peeved that he was blaming me for being myself.

Perhaps we still belonged in different worlds, and my mother and I were just fishes out of the water. My mind wandered even further as I looked out of the glass elevator at the view passing us by rapidly. I told myself once again that it couldn't possibly be true; the rumors were probably not true. There were rumors that the Hayes Corporation was involved in illegal business, but that wasn't the worst of all rumors. There had been rumors for years now, circulating without stop, that the Hayes Corporation was actually a mafia syndicate in disguise. If that were true, then that meant that the Hayes family was also a mafia family. I glanced over at Raphael, who was dressed in a very expensive s

I closed my eyes and stared at my home again, but Jarred was already driving, and everything seemed fine. I closed my eyes the whole drive. I heard Jarred and Hank hiss when we were about to drive through the driveway of Connect Inc. It was impossible to go there because of the people waiting with banners in their hands. I read one of them. "Sin, you're indeed a goddess." Wow, I'm flattered. I bit my lip to suppress my smile when I felt someone peaking on my left; I saw Hank peaking on the window, reading the banners aloud and laughing with Jarred.