Aries The Beyblade Novels & Stories

The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade. Overcoming the torment, Hiya summoned the strength to break free. Fueled by a surge of determination, she staggered towards the door and fled to the hallway. When her eyes fall over a small flower pot, seemingly insignificant, became her it prompts defense. With a desperate throw over him, she aimed to shield herself from his wrath.

Theryn’s eyes widen, a spark of respect, but their aura coils, guarded. I nod, the blade humming, its runes blazing. “Try it, Aelys. I’m with you.” We approach the core, the group forming a protective circle, Seris and Kael watching warily, their truce tense. Aelys reaches for the shard, her aura merging with the core’s, her voice a hymn. “Veil, cleanse your heart—light and shadow, one.”

"You were so brave." "I'm too old for this crap," I roll my eyes at her but stubbornly pop the lollipop into my mouth anyway. I glare at Max immediately after, still annoyed. "AJ!" Troy whines like a girl despite just meeting her. "Move your giant head so we can see our work! It must be bestowed upon us. Don't block our view of Benjamin." As soon as AJ moves out of the way, he gasps in horror, "Block the view again, AJ! Block it, block it!"

he said softly. “But you won’t for long.” The air shifted. Subtle. But unmistakable. Arin felt it instantly. The same pressure from before. The same pull. Only stronger. Much stronger. “What are you doing?” she demanded. “I’m not doing anything,” he replied calmly. “This is you.” The energy surged. Sudden. Violent. Arin staggered back, her blade slipping slightly in her grip. “No,” she whispered. “Not now—” The ground cracked beneath her again.

His blade radiated with an otherworldly light, allowing him to strike from unexpected angles and pierce even the most formidable armor. The harmony of their abilities was a testament to the depth of their bond. Elysia's elemental onslaught set the stage for Soraya's electrifying follow-ups, while Arinna's entangling nature magic created opportunities for Kael's precision strikes. They moved as one, their actions guided by instinct and honed through countless battles.

I told her. Which, I took the largest ice boulder and push the rest of the silhouettes back to their wall, sealing them behind it. Kuroyuki seals the hole afterwards. "H-Help! I can't win this…!" Persia yelled. TH— THUNK! THUNK!!! She was slicing Blaze’s silhouette with her cards, yet it bounces away from his body. I remember Blaze had a magical armour on him. This means— it even copied that…!? "Kyaa!?"

"That was a foul, Fayle." "What! It worked didn’t it?" "Taken don’t react to pain like we do. You can’t count on that low of a blow to count. Positions!" Burney rolled to his side and got up, still looking like he wanted to vomit. "You did that... On purpose?" I grinned as I backed away. "You said to go low." "You're dead," he said, positioning himself for the sprint. "Go!" Burney ran at me and I ducked. He'd expected another side step, so threw his arms wide and his weight low so he could catch me on either side, but his torso hit me strait on, pinning me beneath his entire weight.

"We will find whoever's doing this and stop them." But Aliyah was shaking his head. He grabbed the paper again and drew two symbols. One that looked like a sun. One that looked like a moon. He pointed to the sun symbol, then to himself. Then he pointed to the moon symbol and made a slashing motion across his throat. The moon one was dangerous. Deadly. "How do we fight it?" Jaime asked. Aliyah just looked at him with desperate, hopeless eyes. He didn't know. They sat together in silence for a long time.

Instead, it looked like a hermit's garment made entirely of blue flame. Flashes of blue lightning were seen enveloping Arya Santanu's body. The blue flame demon armor technique was the second level of the red flame demon armor. "Even if you use that much power, you're still an ordinary farmer who won't even be able to control that power!" Hirayaksa felt big-headed with her ramblings. "Then I can go berserk and go crazy at will, right?" Arya Santanu moved with lightning speed. He had already appeared behind Hirayaksa.

But then Arth was right on time to interfere. [ Blue Dragon Style ] [ First Form ] He pointed Frostcalibur downward and shouted, “Draconic Rush!” The legendary blade glowed in blue and gained power, leaving trails of snow, until its point found the dragon’s nape and buried itself. The beast cried out as Arth pushed harder through its rough flesh, but then he had not taken notice of the long tail coming for him. It swiped him off the dragon’s back and sent him rolling along the dusty ground.