Bobiverse Series Novels & Stories

The thought of never meeting Ian again and the guilt of not uniting Ian with his true soulmate tortured him slowly. "Host?" June looked up and weakly smiled at the teenage girl dressed in a white tight suit. She was Venus his system. He had seen her physical form whenever he came to Love Crop. "Hey Venus," he said and wiped his face. "Are you not feeling good?" She asked, her robotic voice was the only thing that reminded June she is not real. June gave her a smile, avoiding her scarlet eyes, "I am fine." He assured. Venus gave a nod and said, "I came to say goodbye. It has been a pleasure working with you, host."

Felt my essence rise to form another orb and join the lone orb hovering near the ceiling. I could feel Johan’s and my essence in every single orb. I was surrounded by a myriad of colors. Vibrant blues, yellows, reds and greens. One orb was traveling faster than light or sound, seeking, searching. Looking for a place to call home. I followed it to a bloody battlefield. It slowed high above, somewhat drawn to the unfolding scene below and flew straight at a warrior’s head. I was about to follow it when I was sucked into another warrior’s head and felt my essence merge with theirs.

I saw a patch of plants nearby that we can use to have fun. “We’re going to be blowing bubbles. And stop calling me Princess. You’re the only Princess in this Palace.” I said. I didn’t give her time to respond. I snapped a few plant stems from the bunch and gave it to her. She looked at me like I was stupid. “All you have to do is snap it like this and blow.” I said while showing her. When I blew on the plant stem, bubbles came out and Sumire’s eyes widened. Her jaw dropped as I continued to blow bubbles in front of her.

Cerebus hovered between them, growling softly if the woman shifted too fast. Dr. Voss laid a canvas scroll on the table. She unrolled it with care, revealing not a map, but something stranger — constellations inked in red, lines like veins, fragments of languages Ellie had never seen. “Most people think Cerberus — the original — died when the gods vanished,” Voss began. Her voice carried the weight of old lectures, sharpened by obsession. “But that’s not true. He was never killed. He was… recycled.”

S academy. ***** Claude's hand shot into the air as he was more than confident in his answer, Prof. Raizen directed his attention to him giving the boy the greenlight to answer the question. "i'm pretty sure we'll be assisting the local Skylight Guild in dealing with invasive Nightmare Beetles in the Skyhaven Redwoods." Prof. Raizen served him a thunderous glare from beneath his thick eyebrows, ".....Your incorrect Claude...again, and you have damned your class to a lengthy session of hellish training."