Blue Archive Saori Novels & Stories

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

Lowell got near her first, but he was taken aback when a figure suddenly emerged from the ray of light emitted from the moon. The others suddenly fainted, but I tried to keep myself awake. Lowell did the same. The image looked similar to Ari's, but her hair was jet-black, her eyes were ash-grey, and her body was transparent. She must be the goddess Ayla, who is in her spirit form.

According to his ex-girl, his mate Angel says he's a "creative, fun spirit." Damien had also changed from the Carefree, fun Spirit to a very cold-hearted sarcastic bastard. There is Cora, age twenty, who is mated to Demien. Cora is an extremely warm individual gifted with the ability to love the people around her passionately. She has always had strong maternal instincts, and Cora is very kind and gentle. The people around her are genuinely drawn to her gentle personality. Those always made birthdays memorable by making her favorite breakfast or surprising her during either lunch or dinner with presents. It was her 18th birthday, the day she would find her soulmate, or so she was told, but t

She had a royal blue triangled bikini with tied string sides, making it look appealing to Blake’s eyes. “I like the color, and it goes great with the fiery red hair,” Blake commented. With a smile, Sara reentered the booth, and she had two more to show to Blake for his opinion. Last was Sylvia, with her long jet-black hair covering her breasts. She appeared in a black micro-bikini. There was not much to the suit, and Blake was astounded by the outfit’s look or what it lacked of. Sylvia’s large breasts defied gravity as the little cloth only covered her areolas and nipples as the little cloth was covering her shaven pussy. When she turned around, only a thin string was showing in the crack of

Halley stood beside Aranjo, herself impatiently waiting for the demon girl to embarrass herself. Aranjo chose to play fast-paced music, the music she played was a song that told the story of the greatness of the sky realm warriors while fighting. So many feelings are contained in the music it brings. One thing Aranjo doesn't realize is that when she is immersed in the rhythm, her aura spreads and affects all the guests. Only high-powered Gods and goddesses would not be affected by the aura. The emperor saw clearly the color of Aranjo's aura. Currently, Aranjo's magic power was at a moderate level where the aura color was red. But golden sparks framed that red aura that affected the guests.

It was not hard to miss. Aurora slowly lowered to the ground and the Ultraviolet light seeped into her skin until it was all gone. “Sage,” she called happily and I could see the ultraviolet glow in her eyes. “Did you have fun?” I asked. She nodded with a wide smile. “So, what’s her deal?” I asked her pointing to the hanging girl. “That is Sacred girl,” Aurora said and walked to me. She was oozing with so much power that I could taste it. “She was bait.”

, she laughed upon remembering, " Tell me about it", " I poured him mopping water", " What?!", " Honestly", she laughed, " though it was a mistake since then, we were always on each other's neck", " But now", Clarisse gave her a teasing wink, " you're on each other's body", " What? Stop it", Blue blushed, " What?", Ari shrugged, " When did you get so naughty?", " Oh says the lady who taught me all the nonsense", " No, it's not me, I don't teach bad things",

Orange bar. A chill ran down Emerson’s spine. Whatever this sex bot was, it wasn’t just a machine. It was something more. And he wasn’t sure he was ready to find out what. All he knew was… he wanted to see more videos of how it all began for ‘Porsche', his sex bot.

Lightning flashed across the heavens, and thunder answered with a deafening roar that shook the very ground. Aria stood motionless amid the wreckage. Her hair, once soft and dark as midnight, had transformed into a luminous grayish white that glowed faintly, as if moonlight itself had been woven into every strand. Her eyes no longer appeared human; they burned with an intense white light. They were brilliant, ancient, beautiful, and utterly terrifying.

Ace sobbed, his small hands sparking with a frantic, uncontrolled light. "You won't have to," a new voice said. From the shadows of the quartz pillars stepped Aris, the lead scientist. But he wasn't alone. Beside him stood a woman I hadn't seen since the battle in the Spire—Sarah. Or rather, the memory of Sarah. She was translucent, a shimmering blue-white ghost of the sister she had been before the Director’s poison took her. Killian’s wolf snarled, a low, guttural sound in his chest. "Another projection? Another trick?"