Diane Pokemon Novels & Stories

The Gourami Dragonfish King was a powerful creature; how could he be its match? At that moment, only her master could save him. Sigh! Diana looked at the peaceful ocean. She sighed and shook her head. “Darren took a bet with the Ryukin Gold Altar, and they’re all looking. It would not be fair if I were to meddle with that. Also, the Gourami Dragonfish King is extremely powerful. I would not be able to use my full powers at the bottom of the ocean. I’m not its match there. Even if I were to go and rescue Darren, it would not be helpful.”

She could run fast because her legs were still too short. When she returned to the stable, the food trough had been filled. Diane's stomach rumbled out of hunger, and she squeezed into the stable. "Pony, you have so much food. Will you share it with me? If you don't agree, just tell me. If you don't speak, I will take it as a yes." Diane swallowed hard and tiptoed to take out an apple from the trough. "I eat very little," Diane kept muttering. When she was nervous and scared, she was likely to be talkative. "When my mommy comes to look for me, I'll give you a bag of apples. My mommy and Chris are awesome. They will come to get me."

Suddenly, Diane came out, holding the sword of Inueh, it's the Suibian. "The rat is here." The Alpha of Blood Moon pack smirked at her. "And I will pester you, Dimian." Diane replied to him. I could feel her raging emotions at this moment, I bit my lips. Are we enough to fight this monster in front of us right now? We are out of strength, but still I know to myself that I can fight. I promised not only to myself but to the others who lost their lives that I will fight until the end.

Even if it was unintentional, as I have to believe it was. After getting out of the bathroom and laying back down a woman walks in, “Hello Sable.” She says dripping with insincerity. “Hello. I’m sorry, who are you?” “Oh, I’m Diane, future Luna of Winter Moon. I wanted to see how you were doing.”

Diane began slowly, “some people don’t need to say much to make you feel… small?” I looked at her. “Yes.” She nodded. “Yeah. Same.” We moved to the shallow end, sitting on the steps with the water lapping around us. Diane picked at the edge of her nail polish. “I think he watches you,” she said quietly. My heart skipped. “Who?” “Lucian.” I stiffened. “You’re imagining things.” “Maybe,” Diane said easily. “But I don’t think so.” Neither did I. The sun was dipping lower when I went back inside, hair still damp, skin warm from chlorine and heat.

“Are we changing territory? Is that why you are so restless? Because there's danger?” “...Grr.” Dior walked side by side with Farrah, looking at the zombies around with warning eyes. The lower-level zombies understood his command and no longer coveted his human captive. Though they were extremely puzzled as to why Dior wasn't eating his prey, they have no choice but to obey his commands. Before leaving, they sent a longing look at Farrah. Farrah trembled. If not for Dior, she would probably have had a hard time or even die in this situation. She's weak, though she can handle firearms, she after all only had an auxiliary ability. It wasn't offensive or defensive kind.

She looked at her wrist watch before she continued to type. "Tori, come let's go have lunch," Diane, a girl who sat beside Victoria in the office said to her. Diane is a natural red haired woman, shorter than Victoria with an inch or two. From afar it was hard to tell that Diane had freckles until you came closer. She had freckles all over her nose making her cute.

he said, his voice firm but gentle, like he was trying to convince both of us at once. I opened my mouth to argue, fingers curling at my sides because I didn’t want to leave him here, not when everything was falling apart, not when we were supposed to face this together. But if Diane really did this, if she was behind all of it, how? My thoughts raced so fast they almost tangled Is she suddenly a warrior? How did one woman overpower ten full-grown guards, all of them trained and buff, as if they were nothing Or did she use something darker, something like a spell Goddess, maybe the witches in Nacro Pack have actually been practicing sorcery right under our noses.

"What exactly does she have!?" "Something you'll never have." Diane muttered with a smile and moved closer to Maren. "A womb." She said. Maren's face drained of color as she gulped slightly, "You-" "And another thing." Diane cut her off. "I didn't want to tell you before but you are on your edges already and I'm pinning to push you more so you lose your mind." Diane said. "What is that?" Maren asked. "A mate bond with Lord Xandros. Keep acting all high and mighty. Soon enough, you'll get everything back in your own coin. I'll watch." Diane said. "And for Sandra, this would be the last time you mess with her."

Diane is so nice it's almost too good to be true and her friendship with Kiara is so cherished❤️sooo cute. Love you guys 🦋❤️