Elsword X Aisha Novels & Stories

so that the scars would remain for life, so that I would remember this creature and my disobedience all my life. I didn’t even notice at what moment I took his hand, and listened, squeezing it, but after what I heard, I gasped and, opening my eyes wide, looked at him with horror: - Creators! What kind of freak was he? But Lyosha, as if he did not hear me, shook his head. He was silent for a while, as if gathering his strength, and after several tense minutes of silence, he continued:

When he squinted his small Amber orbs, he resembled a hunter closing in to its prey, readying himself to pounce on it. " Who are you?" Ava asked yet again, making the man burst laughing hysterically like a mad man. Oh well, Ava was sure he was a mad man despite his innocent looks. Then the devil stopped laughing and matched her. Using his hand,he lifted Ava's Chin and the once playful look on his face disappeared, only to be replaced by a ferocious look resembling a wounded beast. " Who am I? I am a vengeful ghost. I am your nemesis." He replied coldly before pushing her away, causing Ava to land in the ground with a thud. That was the first scene playing on Miranda's laptop as the four peop

I couldn't help but smile sheepishly. I jumped in jubilation as I watched Asher walk toward me. He was truly a warrior, a man whom I'd grown to love. As Asher walked closer to me, I heard a loud bang. A gunshot from far into the woods. Another batch of warriors was coming to fight us. Leading them was Christopher's mother, Anabel. Asher stumbled to the ground. He wasn't dead, but weak... Pain consumed me, the pain of losing him, the fear of being alone again. I tried to scream, but something else rushed through me... powerful and hungry, fueled by my anger and pain.

She took a deep breath looked at me and continued. “Those humans who love to be controlled by their emotions, that is why they do things that are against God’s will… that is the reason why they stole lives… you need to bring back what is stolen” “Okay,” I said “But you need to face Uzmael… the one who is fed with human emotion but only in a negative emotion” “And what’s with that Uzma…?” I asked “Uzmael you pronounced as Uzma-el,” She said

She let out a maniacal laugh and did a little twirl in the middle of the wreckage of the front wall. "Yes, but now you don't have that. What are you going to do?" Jenevive asked quietly, calmly. Avamarie stopped her victory dance and gave Jenevive a look of contempt obviously taking offense to her questioning her. "I have her," she pointed to me. "Her soul is pure enough for the Daemon to come through on." Horror pierced me again and I began to crawl backwards trying to get away. She gave another twinkling laugh and stopped me with a flick of her wrist.

] wrote Seb on his slate. “Eurydice,” Xander called to the Dryad who was facing out the window. Eurydice turned to face them, her eyes slowly opening as she did. Her soft features looked transparent with the sun behind her as it descended on its path towards the horizon. Her green hair floated around her pale face, and her green eyes, the color of new grass in spring, shined with a life of their own. “Eurydice, I would like to introduce you to the members of the 1st Special Class Sphere,” said Xander as he came closer to the Dryad. “These are Dorin Silvius, Sebastian Revious, Johan Ignacius, and Eirian Marie.”

She’s a psycho. I ignore her and look at Aisha. ” When is she coming?” Aisha asks. ” Weekend, hopefully.” Aisha smiles and kisses my cheek. ” We’ll be waiting for her then.” She gets up from my desk and drags Sasha out. ~ARIEL~ My heart leapt to my feet and for once I wish I didn’t go out to party. My shoulder hurts and the glass is still pierced against my skin. Alexa is also held at gunpoint. She clutches her ribs as she whimpers silently.

[Yasha Reese! Where the hell are you?] Aishi shouted on the other line. She's back to her dragon mood again. We have a photoshoot today and she knew I will definitely be late that's why she's warning me already. "Yes, I'm on my way now," I answered while looking for a pair of my sandals. Truth is, I just got out from the comfort room and finished taking a bath just now. [Make sure you are really on the way! I know you Yasha Reese Heuson. You're telling me you're on the way now wherein fact, you are still busy preparing yourself.] She spoke and I just rolled my eyes.

She seemed to be being reprimanded by the three men. No, not a lady, Sethlzaar corrected himself a moment after. Emeril was the only other person he had seen wearing such an outfit. A priestess. "Sister Snow." He turned to find Elorha beside him, eyes focused on the priestess. Although slim and small, she stood with a form that spoke of a discipline. The two swords strapped to her back spoke of a weight unlike the ones even the soldiers carried. "She's the only priestess that carries two," Elorha said as they drew nearer, as if reading his thoughts.

He found out how to use the mate-bond, and now I truly was craving the taste of death. When we weren’t together, Ophelia tended to the warriors Ryker allowed her to bring to the island. They trained in tight units on a private stretch of beach. I watched them from the bluff once, admiring Ophelia’s Beta, a saying I still wasn’t used to using. Aisha was a machine, and the small amount of magic she exuded made her excel in combat. Plus, she genuinely seemed loyal to Ophelia. My mornings, and some late evenings on the days my classes ran early, were reserved for Coop.