Antares Danmachi Novels & Stories

Lariempi replied softly “But I can make it up to you.” He added after a moment of silence “How?” Amelia asked as she finally turned around to take a look at the god who took up the form of a dashing young man “I can help you evolve and become stronger so you can have you revenge.” He replied “Have my revenge? But the monster is already dead.” Amelia exclaimed “This mystic beast is not the first to slip into the mortal world and it won’t be the last, your husband is just one of several that has died and will die by their claws.” Lariempi said emotionlessly

She could still them for a bit if she needed to, but it was clear to her what Slate had in mind. As they ran toward the window, both of the men shifted into nearly identical dragons, Flint’s slightly smaller than Slate’s. The younger brother broke through the window, darting out into the sky while Slate paused a moment, waiting for Nya. With no hesitation, she mounted him, running up his tail and wrapping her legs around his neck. His great wings began to pump as he followed his brother through the shards of colored glass and out into the sky.

And immediately Mia realized something. Everything was different. People weren't speaking around her anymore. They were speaking to her. Including her. Expecting answers. Expecting opinions. Expecting participation. It was terrifying. And strangely exciting. A map appeared on the main screen. Territories. Routes. Recent attacks. Patterns. The usual. One captain pointed toward the eastern sector. "We should reinforce here." Another disagreed. "We'll spread ourselves too thin." Arguments followed. Strategies. Counterstrategies. Predictions. Mia listened carefully.

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she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

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!!!

Admittedly, it’s helpful having some staff left over to help with the Alpha’s being here. The Alpha’s having been selected by Ren, who he is closest to, include Noah, the Alpha of Harmony, Malik, the Alpha of Love, Kaden, the Alpha of Vengeance, and lastly, Asher, the Alpha of Desire, for no particular reason at all, other than he’s a calm individual compares to the others. “No Chase again?” I ask Ren, leaning against the wall. He shakes his head at me, to which I sigh deeply. I desperately need to speak to him, and I think he knows that.

“Your highness, would you happen to know anything about a new person in our castle this evening. I’ve heard rumors about a woman bewitching Demetrius.” I finish the tartare just as he puts the bloody steak that looks like it’s barely been seared on each side in front of me. “My sister, Ennata. Give her whatever she wants. I would say that you’ll have to face me if you don’t, but it seems that Demetruis is her mate, so you’ll have to answer to him.” “He found his mate?” the vampire asks as I suck the blood from the steak. “Yes,” Drake says, leaning into me and nuzzling my ear as I eat.

“ …..You sure are an interesting type Antonio . “ said Damian getting you from his seat and walking around the table as he leaned on the table in front . “ Interesting type ?… “ said Antonio confused as he stood in front of Damian . “ You are kindhearted , polite , cute looking . “ said Damian then Antonio sighed . “ Can you please not call me cute ? I am a man after all . Being called cute is…..weird . “ said “ Weird ?…..Hmmm……then , how should I call a man whose house is filled with Mickey Mouse pyjamas , eye folder , and other cartoon toys like One Piece and Naruto…….If I am not mistaken , I even saw some figurines of Sailor Moon and other strong female leads of other cartoons . “ said Da

His voice held a promise. “Aella” Antares finally spoke, his voice carried a hint of warning, “scram” a loud roar erupted from Eros, the pack members scampered away, but Antares stood his ground, unshaken by the roar, I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. With one last glance, Antares turned and left without looking back, I shook off the unease and chill I felt as I watched his retreating back. “What's your choice, little one?” Eros blocked my view, drawing my attention back to him.