Chrono X Tokoha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

The teacher gave an eye roll. Sam faked a horrified look. I faced Tess, who was smiling at me. "Where are you from? You look Mexican." she grinned, show casing pristine, white teeth. "You guessed right! I'm a Mexican Italian." "Mexican Italian? And your surname is snow?" came Sam's mortified question. "it's actually 'Tessa Marietta Arellano Rossi. Most people don't like the name so it was changed to 'snow'." she shrugged.

Everything was well coordinated from the torches that hung from each building to the well-designed roads and trimmed bushes. A drink bar was located next to a motel where the warriors came to entertain themselves every evening after training. I'm sure it would have taken a lot of work and team efforts from the pack's members and previous rulers to achieve all this, yet they all are willing to just hand it over to someone as undeserving as Alpha Damien. The sun was already at the center of the sky and my stomach rumbled making a loud noise. I hadn't eaten since yesterday and the intense training only made me hungrier. I increased my pace as I rushed off to the villa.

To have Kaelion. To be the name sung by the howling wolves. And if Seraphina stood in the way of that again—no spell, no force, not even the Moon Goddess herself would stop her. Not this time.

"I will love you forever. You must keep that in your heart." I squeeze his hand. "We will be in the Summerlands together, Sarn. I believe that deep in my soul." His finger draws circles on my belly. Then his palm settles and his hand moves up until he covers my heart. "Forgive me, Sierra. Please forgive me." I lay my hand on his. "There is nothing to forgive, Sarn." A noise from outside Sarn's window makes me look that way. Roxy's large dragon head pokes in the window. Sarn leaves the bed and Roxy enters and shifts.

CHAPTER 49 INFINITE Island of LUAHU Cloudy Evening, 26℃ Day: Tuesday Time: Infinite America was once again standing on the west part of LUAHU and she has been staring into the horizon for quite some time now. She has been filled with so many thoughts in her head and at night she thinks of how to get away from all her nightmares and her heartbreak. She has been on that cliff for a while thinking about how to solve the entire mystery and curse by herself when she doesn’t even know where to start.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

Steven said as he remembered a now dead Thogg's blood which had already clotted on the living room floor. "Roger that boss" Cage stamped his fisted right palm on the left part of his chest. The remaining part of the gang bowed their heads as The Big Four walked out of the room. What just happened to Thogg was part of the X-habit game. Play by the rules or get punished in return. Commit a sin and get ready to pay a sacrifice. That was X-habit.

My training with him was computer security or at least that what’s Fox calls it for legal purposes. “Okay sure,” I say even though I’ve never heard of Orpheus. “One more thing. Your crew is going to be livid at me. Keep in mind I am your boss and the only way you earn retirement is by ceasing to exist on this plan. If Orpheus’s past existence even becomes public knowledge I will retire the whole of C.H.A.O.S. minus my blood. Am I understood, Hotel?” Not really. I can’t tell him that though. I’m not sure what he is eluding to, but I’m positive I’ll soon find out when I meet Orpheus.

Tristan said under his breathe with a huff. Lord Kys pulled out a bejeweled weapon from beneath his cloak and handed it to Trix. One jewel shone bright and reminded her off the one within her pocket. She gripped the hilt and attempted to open it but Lord Kys placed his hands over hers and shook his head. “Not here,” he whispered. “And for you young edor,” he said to Tristan, who stiffened comically. Trix’s eyes widened then narrowed. What was an edor? Was that his name? It was most definitely an odd one.