Centaur Novels & Stories

"Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland" Wait a minute...... "You don't mean right this instant do you?" I asked "surely you can give me a few days to process all these and prepare myself" "I'm afraid not honey. The fact that you are alive and I found you so easily means that others can find you too. You are a very rare being little Azura, and you have lots of enemies. J could sense the energy from your power from miles away. So you are too vulnerable right now". Aunt Anna explained.

"Our paths will cross again, I am sure of it. We will always be ready to stand with you when needed." "Thank you, Frejal," Dylan replied, shaking the centaur's offered hand. "Your courage and strength were vital to our victory. We will always remember your bravery." Frejal nodded, a proud yet humble expression on his face. "Until we meet again, Kamila. May the winds carry you swiftly and the earth support your every step." As the centaurs departed, their powerful forms moving gracefully across the landscape, Kamila felt a deep sense of interconnectedness with all those who had fought by their side. They had not only defeated a g

Ace sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his fingers drumming softly against the surface as his eyes scanned the room. Around him were his most trusted men—loyal, seasoned, and ready for anything. These were the people who had stood by him through countless battles, bloodshed, and betrayals. Yet, despite their loyalty and their strength, Ace couldn’t shake the gnawing feeling of helplessness that had settled in his chest.

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

The ride across the Phlegethon sucked. I mean, we’re literally riding on the backs of mythological creatures who wouldn’t blink before dumping us into a flaming river. Yeah, you read that shit right. The centaurs have some kind of spell on their hooves that lets them walk on top of the fire. Their entire bodies are fireproof. Nifty for them. Not so fun for us.

she started to walk however after two steps she stopped saying. __________ I can go alone.. - He passed in front of me walking heavily, I walked again, we were going to start something that in my eyes would be a war, because as soon as my feet touched the capitol, there would be two sides. My father's, along with the rich nobles, and mine, with those who are weak and need my interference at this moment, maybe a war starts, something cruel and painful, that's because it would be me against my father, fighting for the throne. Hours after our arrival in sector one, I was unable to speak with my father, the Palace was in a frenzy due to the banquet that would be offered to the nobles and heads o

Lynn's face went still. "I am simply asking," Katy continued, picking up her fork again as her voice hardened. "what exactly your leverage is at this particular moment. Because you're asking me to spend social capital on your behalf and to support you...again so I would like to know what I am getting myself into." "That's not a fair comparison!" Lynn whined. "Ezekiel's situation is complicated. He has always been..." "Complicated." Katy nodded slowly. "Yes. He has always been complicated and you have always been very understanding about that. Remarkably understanding, actually, for someone who has been waiting this long." She taunted.

she muttered "I'm so tenacious at the most useless things" If not for her training as a warrior in her past life, she would have been pythons' food by now. Although the Centaurs were another set of unruly, inhumane horses, but she was honestly glad to be thrown out of her clan. The Centaurs had found her. And Centaurs never wasted good flesh. Especially Dragon flesh. "Get the potion! " yelled one with voice deeper than the other one who had spoken "we don't want our little gift, running out on us now, do we?" Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his disgusting greedy gaze.

My high heels are purple and covered in purple gems. After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls

Ellie clutched a sodden map, her knuckles white. “Brazil. Scotland. Japan. Egypt. Rome,” she muttered, scanning Voss’s scribbled notes. “They’re waking up everywhere. All at once.” Dr. Voss tightened the ropes of the sail. Her face was pale but determined. “The Chimera was never singular. It was a herald. And heralds are never alone.” Cerebus stood at the bow, fur plastered by rain, three heads scanning the darkness. Alpha was still. Beta watched the horizon. Gamma growled at the storm.