Cloud Strife Remake Novels & Stories

“I don’t think it’ll upset the Alpha if you stand your own ground against them. Whores, remember?” I nodded in agreement. “We should get back. Clouds are moving in quick. I think a bad storm is on the way in” he was right. I didn’t want to get caught out in it, and I knew Trevor would be upset if I wasn’t home soon, anyway. We were almost back to the house when I realized I didn’t put any clothes out to change back into after I shifted back. I had run out of the house rather quickly when Trevor agreed to letting me take a run with Collin.

“Tell me, have you attended Professor Draven’s combat class yet?” I groan. “Unfortunately.” Professor Starling laughs. I smile despite myself. For a while, we simply walk. The academy slowly waking around us. Students gathering and bondeds stretching. The smell of breakfast drifting through the air. Gods, the place almost feels normal. Then a massive shadow passes overhead. I look up. A gryphon. Its rider laughing as they dive through the clouds. Further away, an Ironclad dragon releases a thunderous roar that shakes the ground beneath my feet. Students barely react.

Checking my backup phone, I saw that Melissa's livestream had run all night. The livestream title was designed to grab attention. "Cold-Hearted Coworker Refuses to Help. My Mastiff Remains Lost in the Wilderness, Fate Unknown."

They laughed, tying me to a tree near the edge of a cliff facing eastward and they mocked me, saying, ‘they were told to make it slow. They left me there to die, tied to the tree, and I didn’t cry, I held my head high and I cursed them all with my final and last breath. “I swear upon my mother’s grave I will split you open.” I whispered these words to myself, refusing to cry, but my body still shook, because I was afraid. I finally cried when the fog cleared, and in the distance, I could see Imperator Seth’s estate, my future home, and I knew he had done this. He had tricked me, taken my hand in marriage, only to kill me, the last of my line.

she opened the booklet. "One: when you are on a mission and someone calls you to say; "It's raining, don't hang the clothes" it means, mission cancelled, find your way back to the meeting place. Two: when the person says, "it's cloudy, take the clothes inside" it means, there's danger ahead, either we got exposed or a threat is following you. Three: when it says, "the sun is shining, it's so bright outside" it means, there's nothing blocking your way, go ahead.

"I got a message from Aldrid. There was a breach at the border" "What kind of breach?" "Someone came through. A human. They lost them in the chase" "How did a fucking human outrun them? Make sure they find the damn human and bring it here" I said annoyed. "And Bladgen, he has returned" "The other man?" "He went off to see Alfio and report his findings" "Send Bladgen up" I instructed and he hurried outside. A fucking human breached the border and they lost it? Unbelievable. Everyone was being so fucking useless nowadays.

Asa didn’t need to look at him to feel the nervous energy rolling off him in waves. Jax cleared his throat. “They’re talking again,” he said, his voice barely audible. Asa tilted his head slightly but didn’t look up. “What else is new?” he asked, his tone cold, dismissive. “They’re saying you’re not the true alpha,” Jax continued, his voice faltering. “That James—” “James abandoned us,” Asa interrupted sharply, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. He finally looked up, his piercing gaze locking onto Jax. “He turned his back on the pack. On his family. On his blood. He has no claim to anything.”

Natawa naman si Hellios at nagtuloy na kami sa paglilinis. end of flashback... Who am I? I am Kiyoshi. I am Crimson. I am a Manslayer. I am who I want me to be. I am a person with a random character. It depends on how I want to play my game. Yes, a game that only I understand. A game that is played by us, The Death Legion. We are founded by the Director. We play to satisfy. We play to entertain. We play our own game with no rules and there is only one winner. The Annihilators themselves.

The summer rain came without warning. Asher and Carter stood outside the door, drenched by the pouring rain. "Dad?" Carter's voice carried endless panic. "Has Mom really abandoned us?" Asher closed his eyes. His heart was already bleeding. He knew he could no longer deceive his son or himself. Winona truly did not want them anymore. … The next morning, Winona arrived at Julian's door early. The moment the door opened, Yara flew into her arms, clinging tightly and refusing to let go.

He tracks Fred through the trees, a silent stalker, a patient hunter. Their fight ends brutally by the riverbank, a violent clash, a bloody confrontation. Derek finally kills Fred, a decisive blow, a fatal strike. Fred's dark influence ends, a chapter closes, a story concludes. His reign of terror ceases, a threat neutralized, a danger eliminated. As dawn approaches, a new day dawns, a fresh start, a clean slate. Cane carries Ava from the burning cabin, a tender gesture, a loving act. The flames behind them symbolize not destruction, but liberation, a cleansing fire, a purifying blaze. They represent the start of their long-awaited freedom, a new beginning, a bright future.