Danmachi Heroes Novels & Stories

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"I'm just saying, maybe you should give her a chance. She might surprise you." I scoffed. "I doubt it. She's already made it clear she doesn't want to be here or be my mate. I am just going to tolerate her for as long as I find a way out of this stupid alignment." Damien spoke up, his voice calm and thoughtful. "Sage, perhaps you should consider why she's resisting so hard. There might be more to it than just stubbornness." He teased earning a glare from me. I know what they were trying to do and it isn’t going to work.

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

As I’m working up a sweat trying to stay just far enough ahead of this damn hedgehog set on making me a pancake, I hear a narrator voice in a video game shout, “Player Two has joined the game!” “The hell?” I looked around, trying to spot this player two, but the cards, especially the Queen, blocked my view. “OH fuck!” As the hedgehog veered to keep rolling after me, I took off into another run. I was nearly roadkill as I turned my head to watch the Queen bend over. What is she doing? Maybe looking at this mysterious player two. “You don’t belong here. Time to get rid of you before you ruin everything.” She declared before striking the hedgehog with all her might, the poor flamingo’s skull sm

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Not that I think I'm it, but he needs distraction from his pain and I may be able to help with that. Roland and I have two clans, and now we work at the nightclub alongside a third clan. We seem to fit in. Well, as much as any outsider can fit in with a bunch of reticent bears. Honey, a bear shifter, and his mate, Mandy, who is a wolf shifter, have been visiting her family, so she hasn't been around during the past few months. With her absence, I've grown companionable with Dmitri's mate, Nikka. She's mute and I can't mind-share with her because I'm not a member of her clan, but that never stops us from communicating. I remain in wolf form and head to her home now. I need a sounding board.

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

The moment the witches walk into the room, they recognize me for what I am. I stand quickly, but not faster than my mate who jumps in front of me, snarling viciously. I can tell the difference between Kella and Leana now and I know when the two of them are working together as they are right now. “Easy,” Alpha Liam says, putting his hands up. “King Drake is my daughter’s mate. He’s on our side and if you kill him, it will be an act against the Guardians.”

“She’s mine.” The words were low, quiet, but they carried the force of a gunshot. The other man’s smirk faltered. For a fraction of a second, the entire bar seemed to hold its breath. Then, forcing a laugh, the man raised his hands in mock surrender. “Easy, Vitale. No need to bite.” Dante didn’t move, didn’t look away. His thumb traced a slow, deliberate stroke against Amara’s hip, sending a shiver through her. “I don’t bite,” he said softly, eyes locked on the man. “I kill.”

The older man kept talking about the upcoming match and the big sponsors, entirely unaware of the emotional storm he had just caused in his own living room. They stepped out onto the wide marble steps of the entrance. The night air was cool and crisp, a welcome relief from the suffocating tension inside the lounge. The custom Ducati sat waiting in the driveway, looking sleek under the courtyard lights. "Remember what I said, Julian," Romanus reminded him as they reached the bike. "Focus on the game for now, but don't forget your life outside it. Win the cup, and then find your queen." "I understand," Julian replied shortly. He took his helmet from the seat and slid it over his head, the dark