Dimaria Fairy Tail の小説・ストーリー

I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home. “So, Osiris.” Lucas said, pulling my attention to him. “What exactly are you? As my mate said, you don’t smell human, and you definitely don’t smell like a wolf.” “I’m a vampire-witch hybrid. Surely you’ve heard of my father, Rhazian.” “Ok, now I know he’s hit his head.” Selene snorted. “He thinks he’s something out of the human’s fantasy books.” “Have Rory check him over in the clinic. Once she’s checked him out we can start getting down to the bottom of this.”

She could still hear the running feet of the students. Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale, the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arcane. Dika was a tall, striking young woman, standing at 5'9. Her deep, rich dark complexion complemented her dark hair, which was meticulously plaited into neat cornrows that flowed freely at the end of her ponytail, adding to her commanding presence. She wasn’t just Nyxoria’s best friend; she was her fiercest ally, the most skilled fighter in the Arcane, and a daughter of the A****n Queen herself.

A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest. High Lady Demeter sat by his left; tall and gorgeous was the Fae Parliamentarian. Her wavy, dark green hair had an exquisite golden headpiece that framed her round face. Her pink eyes were soft, and at each corner was a small pink flower tattoo. High Lord Blaze, the Phoenix Parliamentarian, was on the other side of her. His hair and eyes were as orange and fiery as the fire, and his face was scrunched in disgust. Each of them represents a species from their world.

She was the picture of a demon like she was trying to rise. "What happened to you?" I whispered. "I am taking on the form of the most powerful creature in the world. I will become the Queen of Daemons and rule this world and the underworld," she snarled out. "You said these Daemons were like those in our culture? If that's true, then you know that every Faustian deal always came with a catch. What was yours?" She snarled out an animal growl. "None of your business." "Tell me, Avamarie. Tell me what I am sacrificing my families and my own life for?" I demanded.

It was unlike all the other portraits that were hung in the room, it was different. It wasn't obvious and didn't look like it had a literal meaning, the portrait looked majestic in a self-proclaimed kind of way. Not only that, but it had the painting of a lady in white attire, with dark shades on her. She was elegant and had blue eyes. She had a silver wolf close to her, and Ariel eyed suspiciously. “Is she the Luna?” She asked. She wasn't sure who the questions were directed at, but they sure weren't getting any answers. She felt as if she was being watched and her eyes trailed upward to the stairs, as she saw the Alpha, Damien, staring at her.

Auria said with all the seriousness in her voice. “Why not file a case to the police?” Jack replied, taking the paper from Azrick’s hold and reading it once more. Auria shook her head and said, “no, I want things done efficiently and with as little involvement as possible. And through research and asking around, I figured that you two are the one fit for the job.” Auria opened her mouth to say more things but redacted, instead, holding a hand towards Azrick and Jack as she introduced herself. “I am sorry, I forgot to formally introduce myself. My name is Auria Martinez, an actress and singer of the Odyssey Production. I am a popular actress and singer and often perform at theatres and things

Chloe said in annoyance. "Ok, now we all know the identities of the five souls inside Darcia, can someone now explain to me…. How is it possible that they're all here even though they're in spirit form that we can't actually physically touch? [What she meant by this, even though they're in spirit form, they were still much more like normal humans like herself. Well, except for the Demon Lord who has two black horns attached on top of his head]. And most importantly, why is Darcia somehow now unconscious when she's still floating in air?". Mia said in a low tone.

"Everything alright darling?" I don't answer her, but lay my head on her shoulder. She leaves me alone, playing her fingers in my hair. I close my eyes to the soothing touch of her fingers combing my hair. Olivia has been helping keep me calm since we learned about Victoria's special spell to change me into a Dhamphir along with my baby.

he shouted and grabbed Kiera by her arms from behind and tosses her high up. "I'll catch you!" Damian said and ripped his shirt. His bones started cracking as he screams in agony. He howled, it was loud enough to be heard by anyone throughout the whole Imperio. In a split second, the Damian that was eunuch looking has transformed into a 7 feet tall white wolf. It was as if the time slowed and Kiera was falling down the ground slowly. She was mesmerized by Damian's transformation. Her eyes were glowing, maybe his roar triggered the wolf part in her because her eyes suddenly became bright blue.

Suddenly, a memory tugged at my mind's eye, and I was pulled into it. I was younger, pinned down to an altar with shackles. The Luna stood at the center. Elric's mother. Her presence was suffocating. Power rolled off her in waves, her silver ceremonial robes dragging across the floor. Astraea growled in warning. "What—what is this?" I whispered, panic choking me. The Luna smiled. "You're a Damaris," she said softly. "Abominations like you should be purged out of the pack." My breath hitched in my throat.