+anima Novels & Stories

"First I need to know what kind of surge it was. Did it make you all feel something specific? Lust? General energy? Anger? Desire?" I watched and listened as Taryk, Asher, and Xander debated their answers on the implant network. "Most probably a wave of energy. None of us felt particularly extra sexy. Probably just the situation we were in when it happened," Taryk said. Heppni nodded. "Then I would say either Lorka or Fjor. Prime-directs of Energy and Animation, respectively." "Could Fjor animate animals, for instance?" I asked. Heppni turned to me. "Yes. He can imbue any object with life. But not sentience. Think of this magic as merely the ability to power a machine."

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Thanks a lot, you big chicken! Valeria and I stare at each other, and I can feel her confusion, her shock and a small amount of clarity. “What was that you said about Goddess-given soulmate?” She asks pointedly. I take in a deep breath, “That’s what I was trying to tell you.” “So then tell me now,” she orders. This might be the scariest moment of my life. “Valeria… you’re my animai.” Her brows knit together in confusion, “I’ve heard you use that word before. I’ve also heard prisoners use it before. They’d call someone in another cell their animai. What does that mean?”

shouted Amanda, looking at her brother in disbelief that someone would name their wolf a crazy name like that. "Amona Reinas! A as in apple. M as in Mary had a little lamb. O as in Onion. N as in Notebook. A as in Apricot. Amona Reinas. Reinas is R as in Rainman. E as in Elephant. I as in Ice. N as in numbers. A as in ant. S as in Snake. Amona Reinas . Would you like me to spell it again?" probed Alpha River, trying to remain cool. The day had been a long, stressful day, and it wasn't over yet.

ATK-900 STR- 300 DEF-300 DEX-60 Speed-60 AGI-60 Mana -600 INT-120 Skills- "Blink(Unique)" "Forbidden Great Axe Mastery(Unique)" " Soul Cleave(Unique)" "Life-Drain(Unique)""Monarch's blessing(Epic) ""Demise(Unique)"" Curse Eye of Horus (Disaster)""Menacing Roar(Unique)"" Hideous Laughter(Unique)" "Humanoid Form(Lost Magic) ""Language Comprehension (Rare)"

---------- SUNNY BALAYO ALCOHOL BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 7 AGI 4 DEX 6 MEN 4 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL CONVERT (ALCOHOL) - USER OVERALL STAT INCREASE THE MORE ALCOHOL INTAKE, THE LONGER THE SKILL IS ACTIVE THE MORE THE USER BECOME DIZZY --------- DAVID BALAYO TRYNDA/ANNIE BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 5 N 4 AGI 4 DEX 3 MEN 5 CHA 5 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL SPIN OF TRYNDAMERE - USER CAN SPIN THE ONE HE/SHE IS HOLDING (ALONG WITH IT) X AMOUNT OF DURATION OF SPIN ANNIE WALK - USER STEPS WILL LEAVE A TRAIL OF FIRE FOR X AMOUNT OF TIME --------- CHRISTIAN NARAZO

It was enough to make Aana and her wolf furious. "Move back" Alice growled. He flinched and moved back in fear. Aana immediately took control of her body. thanks to the lenses that she wore because of which that person wasn't able to see her eyes. Aana didn't reply to him and went inside the building. she was calm opposite to her wolf, Alice who was furious. If he touched her in his pack then Alice would have ripped his hand from his body.

I know it’s kinda cliche but we all want young adult stories at times to remind us of our teenage days (LOL). I’m off to writing my new baby. It’s titled The Alpha’s Cursed Mate and also available on Goodnovel. SPOILER ALERT: it’s a werewolf fantasy romance. I hope you’ll give it a shot. Scroll to the next page to get a sneak peek of The Alpha’s Cursed Mate!!!

Luckily, she has that demon friend, because otherwise Aranjo believes she will grow up to be a stupid Goddess and has no knowledge whatsoever. The next day, Ara is no longer visible when Aranjo wakes up. Aranjo is used to getting up early and preparing her own breakfast. Lately, her magic power has increased, thanks to the gift of magic power given to her friend if she can solve the given problem correctly. Aranjo was very happy, the Demon was the only one who gave her magic power. Aranjo opened the shutters of the pavilion and gazed towards the main residence. It was still very early, but the servants in the main residence passing by looked very busy. Every year,

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.