Araya Boruto Novels & Stories

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

He is standing right there before Varz’s presence with his hand wielding the grip of his Katana on his right waist. He is a short-haired guy in a red Kimono. "Hold on, did you say “Arz”? Don’t tell me?! He is that ‘Arz’?!" Alfi is shocked by realizing that. "Salutation, my name is Arz." He said. "I am here not to fight, regardless I am the boss here that you have to defeat to get outta here. Speaking of which, Varz, Have Doraduo acknowledged you?" He added.

And he shouted, "Who has the courage to shoot arrows at me come forward?" The sky was fill with dark clouds. come forward, Arin was screams. He harnessed his magical powers and took on a terrifyingly more powerful form. He took his thunder sword on hand. Thunder was coming out of his eyes and flashing through his veins.Then a fire appeared in the sky. Someone appeared with a terrible form.His body was getting hot all around with fire. In his hand was a huge fire sword.Fire was coming out of his eyes. Arin recognized "Yama" ( the god of death ) and took his normal angelic form. Arin - Yama. You? What are you doing here and is that you who throw up arrow on me??

“… next is the orders—” “What the hell, Millie? Your explanation is too complicated.” Lilac rolled her eyes. “You see, Emily, she met her gaze, “We have a king, which is the Alpha. Then the Beta, the elites or councils, and the orders or warriors. The orders will make sure that the borders of this state are well-guarded. They defend it from rogues—you know, a werewolf who doesn’t have a home or packs, the hunters—” “Humans…” Emily mumbled.

Argo added as he saw Kira grimace when she swallowed the daily dose. “Is there anything else?” Kira asked, ignoring his question. “Staying happy is the key, you know, my lady,” Argo smiled politely. Kira, who felt nowhere remotely happy, smiled back at him. “If you need any help or assistance, I am here, all you need to do is howl, like literally,” Aron grinned, picked up the empty potions bottles and left with a bow.

I couldn't help but notice the sparkle in his eyes, reminding me of a child captivated by a story. “I kind of pushed them away, the same way Blake and Amaya do with their magic,” she explained. “She can also run even faster than a vampire, and heal others,” Blake added, fully stepping into the room now. Cruz closed the door, allowing us our privacy. He stayed back with Bennett, leaning against the wall and just watching us all. “What are you?” Garret smiled real wide, astounded by Raya. “I have no idea.” She shook her head, but she was smiling widely, too. It was obvious, although she was confused, she was mainly excited.

Strive to blank (0%) the Male Lead Hostile Host 019 ' Ara seems to hear system 019 silent mocking in the sentence it uttered in front of her. The white grey mist swayed in front of her slightly, hypnotizing her to strangle it to death! But who is Ara? She lost her emotions a long time ago, she only used the necessary emotion that can be used in her daily work, so she didn't mind the white grey mist irritating her and just let it be as it doesn't have a worth for her to pay attention to.

Kiara Ryden was the first to speak. “You’re bleeding.” Not a question. A fact, crisp as the moonlight catching the edge of his jaw. I looked down. A shallow cut on my arm. Probably from the broken glass when he crashed through the archive window like some overgrown predator with a hero complex. “Good observation,” I said dryly, brushing a fleck of blood from my skin. “What gave it away—the red or the pain?” Hayden chuckled from somewhere behind me. “She’s got teeth.”

Scratched deep into the wood of my bedframe is a single name: Araya. He doesn’t speak. Doesn’t move. Just watches me. I tell myself the magic still holds. I tell myself he’s mine. But the way his wolf is looking at me… It’s not a submission. It’s a promise. And I have no idea when— or how— He plans to keep it.

she said with finality in her voice that shook me. "Why do you want to learn how to fight? You are still young to think about things like fighting and war," I said as I eyed her from head to foot as if to mock her decision. "Because I want to help you, Aliara. I learned from Hurisa that you will go on a journey again and fight when the next full moon comes." "Can you be able to learn how to fight in just nineteen days, before the full moon, Kid?" Matias said from my side who has been quietly observing the child in front of us since earlier.