Danmachi Mal Novels & Stories

Malakai informed her. “Did Darcy make those?” Archer inquired enthusiastically. “Oh, you know he did,” Malakai smirked. “You know he puts butter and honey in the batter?” Archer drooled. Malakai looked amazed. “Is that his secret?” Amani huffed, rolling her eyes. “What do you want, Malakai?” Malakai’s attention immediately fell back on Amani. “I want to speak with you.” Amani looked at him with an impatient expression that demanded he get on with it.

I do not want to look at his eyes, but years of having those eyes be the only form of true communication I have with him keeps me staring at them. I can’t read a single thing off him now. But there is something. Malachi fixes me with the type of stare he would a business partner. His tone is the same as he asks, “Would I ever say something I'm not sure of?” He wouldn’t. Malachi doesn’t take information trivially, especially accurate information. “Damianos wouldn’t lay a finger on Ares, and he won’t. Whatever his reasons are, he won’t.” He’s still staring into my eyes but I see those eyes begin to scan my face.

) "Welcome one and all to W.O.L.F! I am your DJ for the night, Dantzler Kamahazara!!" Kimora: (Kimora is seen grabbing a plate of food and returns to her room. Her diary is left open on her bed and she closes her door, visibly showing it disappearing from the wall.) "Xanne was as nice as I could have expected...and so I go back to being a support mage... Maybe some manga will cheer me up." (Picking up a manga that says, "Mercinary Wolf, Never Die Alone." *Intentionally spelled wrong.* She leans back on her bed as it pans out to Dantzler and Xanne being seen exiting a hatch on the back left rear of the ship; to confront the incoming fighter jets.) Xanne: "Ready?"

Macchiato held his dragon for dearest life. Samuel lifted up the sinister smirk. His clear eyes were burning with full anticipation. BAM! The two dragons retreated a few meters away before they rammed their bodies. “Ugh!” Macchiato’s head was quickening. “Go away!” Macchiato tried to attack Samuel sneakily. However, the ever stable Samuel retorted with his own fire. He expanded the fire at the tips of his fingers and blazed it at Macchiato’s eyes. “You bastard!” Macchiato evaded but due to that, he nearly lost his footing. It resulted in the unstable dragon as well.

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

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

"I'm in a bad mood, Mia. And I feel like skipping the tutorial." "Let's speedrun this," I agreed. Dax kicked the service door open and walked out into the rain, not as a fugitive, but as a predator who knew exactly where the enemies were going to spawn. [NEW GAME+]

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

Malachi winked. “Whoever your future mate is, they're incredibly fortunate to have such a charming and handsome person in their life.” “Only the future will show, but right now, I'm happy,” Malachi commented. Dawn accurately described Malachi: a 6'3" muscular young man with mocha skin and impressive abs, a far cry from his skinny childhood. His charming dimples, chestnut brown eyes, and long, black, silky hair that falls to his upper back are captivating. There was more to Malachi than was apparent.

He did not care what the Moon Goddess gave him for a partner, he was good with whatever. This is not common to sleep around before you find your mate. Machie had a serious girlfriend for a while and they had had sex but he felt so guilty towards his future mate that he broke it off immediately and I know he had secretly hoped she was his mate to appease his guilt. As soon as the door opened Elijah looked straight at Machie and with the calmest voice I had have heard said "you are my mate". Machie would be turning 18 in a few months so he obviously could not confirm this so he just stared. Machie was much like me where he had only been physically attracted to women but did not care either