Asura Light Novels & Stories

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

She doubted that some eleventh-hour miracle would save her tonight. Christophe reappeared and shed his toweling robe in an untidy heap on the floor. He looked at her, blazing all-male satisfaction, and Lara shrank under the sheet. He stood half in shadow, half in light, the long, muscular planes of his golden body a glorious vision of rampant masculinity, and Lara felt her own hunger stirring, insidious as a secret invader.

she said in a small voice. I chuckled before patting her head. "Don't worry, you'll have a lot of chances to fight later," I consoled her. Suddenly, a flashing green light that was as sharp as a knife was directed at us. I lifted a hand and the green light made contact with my gray one. Immediately, the green light once again disappeared. The old woman saw this and sent more flashing green lights towards me. It was as if small hurricanes were directed towards our direction. However, all of them disappeared upon getting in contact with my gray aura.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

My wings glowed in the setting sun. Isabell rose above the trees. A dark cloud carried her towards me. Her hands came at me with clawed fingers. Lighting shot from her hands. I dipped and dived as I tried to avoid it, but failed. The lightning struck me in the shoulder. I went tumbling down. Runes spun about in my mind. It was the way Kira thought, with pictures. Lanie was way more straight-forward, but the two parts of me worked together until it felt like instinct. I lifted my hands to my sides and pressed pink light out of them. My descent slowed until I soared upward as I remade my pink wings. The lighting through my shoulder ached. I laced it with pink light, tying to stich the tissue y

I hate being in a rush We have six bathrooms , two on each floor but I swear it’s not enough I’m Mena’ by the way I just turned 18 today so it’s my birthday and I got my wolf a month ago right around the time my dreams stopped .Alpha and Beta pups get their wolves before their 18th birthday they can manifest as early as 15 but omegas have to wait until 18 and mated so Yay Me I couldn’t wait to get my wolf her name is Seaia. I love having my wolf she is magnificent all my senses are heightened now I can run faster and I have more energy than ever before I’m much stronger than I was before as well .Did I mention that she is also beautiful Light grey with a white under belly and a white streak

I was still in my room when I heard someone being rushed to the pack clinic and also declared dead. I knew it could only be Agnar; I mean, the pack house was awfully cold and quiet. I checked the time, and it was a little late. I immediately went and picked up a bottle of wine to celebrate a little and to put myself in my best mood for the role I was about to play. I poured in a generous amount in a glass and toasted to me, the new Luna of the pack. I emptied the glass in one gulp and poured another glass while waiting for someone to come call me.

"How will an assassin defend herself when apprehended?" “And who said I am an assassin? I am the acting Luna, and you have assassins on your side." Freya stood up after taking a long breath. “Point your fingers at me as an assassin that I am, and I will take the councils to the group of assassins that work for you. What do you expect the Pack members to say? It may even attract the Priestess' attention, and all will end."

It carried a tray with three glowing vials—one green, one red, one black—each pulsing with unnatural light. The figure approached the cage and uncorked the green vial first. With terrifying gentleness, it held the glass to the wolf’s mouth. Circe thrashed violently, her white fur catching the torchlight like moonfire. This was the first time Lydia had seen her wolf in full color. Circe had always been a deep brown—large, strong, grounded. But now… she was massive. Nearly twice the size Lydia remembered, her fur a rare, glistening snow-white. An ancient color. A sacred one.

"Hurry up and join hands to display the Supreme Devil magical power!" The Asuras on the scene kept spitting out blood, opening their mouths and roaring. Their eyes were filled with indescribable fear. Their auras quickly connected. A deep light that was neither black nor white swept from the horizon, full of horror and charm. This beam of light quickly enveloped all the Asuras and instantly condensed into an eight-armed Asura that was ten thousand feet tall! The Eight-armed Shura stepped on the ground. Asura opened his mouth and roared. The sun, moon, and stars fell together.