Affinity 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,

Opening my eyes I smirked as I thought back to the moment chief Rann was on his knees begging for his life just as he was about to be executed, even though I didn’t enjoy the idea of butchering human tribes, he dam well got what he deserved. I couldn’t stop this deep aching pull I felt toward Laya, I didn’t understand it but I knew it had to do with her being a hybrid. Taking a deep breath I stepped off the porch toward a pile of logs lying on the ground, my axe still imbedded in the stump from the last time I chopped wood. Yanking the axe free, I lifted a piece of wood and placed it on the stump, taking a swing at it the log effortlessly split in half. I needed to get rid of not only the an

- Wow, you fat girl that kill me? Devin pretended to be angry. - You can't imagine how much I missed you, you boring. I hugged Devin really tight and he started laughing. - It's Jon, looks like she has her favorite. Cory rolled her eyes. I got away from Devin and ran to hug Cory. - Don't be jealous, Cory. Love you too. - Know. - Cory says returning the hug. Then I hugged Jon, but with him it was more difficult as he didn't want to let me hug him.

"What are you talking about? We have forty seconds!" "The cafe in 1986. The rain on the docks in Nairobi. Even the way your heart skips when I touch your neck." I turned to him, my eyes wide and shimmering with a cold, terrifying grief. "It’s coded. Look at the file, Lorenzo. 'Project Affinity.' They engineered the 'Soulmate' resonance. They didn't just find two people who loved each other—they manufactured the love to ensure the signal was strong enough when we died." 00:29. 00:28.

What I’d handed her was a compatibility report for Mark and Jason. I’d been suspicious of Mark from the start. The fact that neither parent was a kidney match for Jason struck me as unusual. So, I asked a coworker to check, and sure enough, Mark had secretly done a compatibility test when Jason first fell ill. The match rate was over 90%. “Jason still needs you. No matter what’s happened, you should pull yourself together,” I told her before heading home. A few days later, the hospital released its findings. The investigation concluded that I hadn’t engaged in any misconduct or abuse of authority during my time treating Jason.

Hardy was devoted to her, so certain of their future together, that the idea of her hesitating would be unthinkable to him. But the truth was, she didn’t feel the same certainty. Because her heart belonged to someone else. And that someone else was Hardy’s father, Will. The thought of Will stirred a forbidden thrill within her, mingling with a deep, aching guilt. Their affair had begun as something reckless and impulsive, a spark that had ignited and consumed her before she even knew what was happening. Will was everything Hardy wasn’t—charismatic, worldly, and thrillingly unpredictable. With him, she felt alive in ways she hadn’t known were possible. But the reality was dangerous and messy,

She breathed in soft, uneven whispers as her fingertips traced lightly across my back, leaving faint marks behind. Sweat dampened the ends of her hair, making them stick to her temples. She looked completely drained, and her body went limp against the bed. I leaned down and planted a kiss against her slightly damp hair. A mix of satisfaction and guilt rose in my chest. This was my wife's cousin, after all. Yet, the thrill of crossing that line burned through me like fire. It was impossible to resist. Outside, the night had deepened. Inside, the warmth still lingered. I held Hannah's soft body tightly, as if she were my lover.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.

he grunted, "I just mean I don't bother caring about anything or anyone because nothing lasts forever. Even my job. At some point, my aim is going to suck because I'll either be too old or I might get injured. It's not like you want to be something permanent in my life and yet, I can't get you out of my fucking mind." My heart had just calmed down from its raging state only for it to do a little tango in my chest again at his words, "That's obsession." "Yeah, you're probably right." "Do you think what your brother and my best friend have is obsession?" "It borders it," Ace scoffed and I noticed him playing with his pinky on his right hand as if it were missing something, "but they're good fo

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".