Cora From Tron: Legacy Novels & Stories

“My name is Cora.” Luna approached her. “Can you show me?” Cora glanced at Darius first. Luna noticed. “Look at me.” The girl obeyed. “You don’t need his permission.” Cora hesitated before holding out one hand, a tiny flame appeared above her palm. Luna’s breath hitched. The flame looked almost exactly like hers. Cora smiled. “They said yours would be bigger.” “Who?” “The teachers.” “You know me?” “We know all of you.”

With a swift duck down thanks to her instincts, something tried to swoop in for a punch. The blonde-haired snake woman peered into angry brown eyes and familiar short ginger red hair. The ripped portal way she created quickly snapped shut before she even had a chance to leave. "Tch. If it isn't the traitorous Beta, Joshua." "Back off, Cora. You have no idea who you're dealing with," he growled his fangs sharpened and instincts shooting through the roof. He deeply hated Cora with a passion, with what she's done to humans over centuries, she was one woman that he truly believed she belonged in hell. All those centuries of mauling innocent flesh with no merciful dignity.

"Who are you?" One of the figures stepped forward into the dim, flickering light of a bioluminescent moss growing on the tunnel walls. It was a woman, her skin mapped with glowing white veins that matched the color of her eyes. She wore a tattered Lagos-style headwrap, but it was reinforced with carbon-fiber plating. "We are the ones your mother forgot to finish," she said, her voice a hollow, metallic echo. "They call me Sora. And if you’re wearing that stone, it means the countdown has already begun."

She took a seat behind Harvey, ordered ravioli, and ate it in small bites. Harvey swung his hand and threw ten chips worth one hundred million yen before the girl. He then asked curiously with his back facing the girl, “Can you confirm the identity of the person who fought with you this morning?” Cora Lloyd carefully put away the ten chips and said softly, “Yes. She must be Trisha Cloude from Little Dwelling. “Moreover, her skills are even more terrifying than what was mentioned in the legends. I can feel it. If it weren’t because she has something to take care of and didn’t go all out, it wouldn’t be that easy for me to take advantage of her.”

“We’re at odds when a greater threat is looming. I require your support—not your approval. Determine whose side you’re on.” With that, she took Rowan’s hand and made her way toward the exit. Kai followed without hesitation. Behind them, the hall erupted into frantic murmurs. But Rowan didn’t glance back. And neither did she. Because this time, Luna felt it distinctly— the corruption she had glimpsed in her vision… was already inching toward their world. And it was closer than any of them understood.

Favian gave me a kiss on my forehead. “I’ll be back, I want to attend to some things.” He said, and I nodded, continuing to move around on my own But then, just as I started to feel at ease, I saw her. Coral. What was she even doing here? She was not even a Luna. She stood a few feet away, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes locked on me like a hawk eyeing its prey. My heart sank as I met her eyes. I hadn’t expected to see her here, not tonight. I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack.

she tells me. I remain silent, giving her a simple nod to go on. “I have no idea how to use the cutlery.” “You’re saying that as a joke, right?” I ask. She nods in response, biting her lips in a manner that arouses me oddly. It is quite shocking to learn that from Cora, I know that she is not the Alpha’s daughter. Probably an omega that was used to supersede their daughter, but knowing that she has never used the cutlery all her life is a huge blow.

The only thing she wants to do is to avoid him as much as possible before his life becomes miserable. She knows that all of the students now are looking at her, glaring at her, cursing at her, and many more, and that’s what she wants to avoid. She doesn’t want that kind of attention since their world doesn’t revolve around the Omega ranks but the Alpha and Beta ranks only. "What are you thinking?" Damien inquired when he heard her sighed, but Cora did not respond and turned her back on him, attempting to avoid him at all costs. They are now in the forest where they first met and did that thing. Cora spent her free time in the forest together with Damien, who’s now sleeping peacefully after h

Amara begged as her tears fell down her cheeks. The warriors only laughed at her plea. She then hugged her father, trying to protect him at all cost. “Argus, you've been an amazing servant. The Alpha trusted you more than anyone in Omega. How dare you do this to him?” “I didn't! I told you, it wasn't me!” “It wasn't him, believe us, sir! Please try to investigate further! There might be a mistake—” Amara wasn't able to finish her words when Isaac, the other warrior, attacked her.

A man dressed in a blue and black uniform stood at the widely opened gate; Caitlyn guessed the man was his gatekeeper. Immediately the gate opened, he ignited his car's engine and moved his car with such force that Caitlyn fell to the floor, again. “I'm sorry, sir! I'm so sorry,” she watched his gatekeeper apologise while bowing. He ignored the man and simply drove in. Caitlyn rushed over to the gatekeeper. “Can you let me in, please?” she pleaded shamelessly with a smile.