Elsword X Aisha Novels & Stories

It made me wonder what was so important, and against Colin’s sensible advice not to pry, I— ***** Aisha’s monologue was interrupted by the door crashing open. Alisa barged into the room, her blond hair loose and messy, and all she had on was a purple velvet robe tied loosely at her waist. She must have been looking for them in a hurry, once she realized what Aisha had planned. And sure enough, hurrying after her were Colin, Freya and Bea, all looking like they had been dragged into this mess and held at gunpoint. Jester could not blame them—Alisa was angry, and an angry empath was a terrifying thing. “That was fast,” Aisha muttered under her breath. She took the cigarette from her mouth, and

This time, though, Ursa would not tolerate it. “Just come out. Stop hiding around corners.” Ursa shut her book with an exaggerated force. Aisha slowly crept from the corner of the library towards the little nook where Ursa sat. They were alone, as Cecily and Emery were off taking care of some errands on Ursa’s behalf. “Are you here to accuse me of more barbarous magic?” Princess Aisha shuffled closer, before a sudden wave of thoughts crashed against her brain, and she stomped right up to Ursa. “I’m sorry.”

I sat on the couch in the tiny living room and asked my wolf if she had a name besides Luna and she told me of course. "My name is Aisha and I'm one of the moon goddesses' children. She grew concerned with what the humans found and feared that her children were going to be harmed so I was gifted to you due to your caring nature. I felt violated and didn't see how any of this was a gift since I've experienced nothing but tragedy. "Do you know Jordan's wolf's name and Griffin's?" Aisha laughed within my mind and told me Jordan's mighty wolf is called Erebus and Griffin's is just plain Cyrus." I laughed because it was obvious that she was more interested in Jordan.

GRACE'S POV I was determined to prove that I was really under anesthesia and I was only imagining things, so I immediately packed the bag I recognised as an old bag of mine and left my work station. I was waiting for the elevator when someone came and stood beside me. I didn't bother turning to look since I was only being delusional. “Grace? Are you going home?” A male voice asked. I immediately turned to look at the person and I had to hold in my gasp, because standing beside me was Ethan Adams. Yes, the same Ethan who died in my timeline.

Many beautiful women entangled them. Luis Park nose bleeds. 'Ah...' My dream to become a tycoon is going to happen! I don't know why but I'm stopping all of my revenge! This love! This love! Hahaha! 'This man is wicked!' Aisha thought. This Aisha is a bit different. She doesn't like men the most! She is a boyish one! "Ah!" Luis Park shouted. He shouted not because of this sudden encounter but Aisha pinched him.

startled Count Clodis took several steps back , but no matter where he stepped , the sword that was hovering over his head followed him like it already selected him as its target " Chelsea Kaisen ! Do you want to silence all of us ! Are you not afraid of death ?" " Death ? Why should I be scared of death ?" asked Chelsea in an eerie sort of voice that seemed to be filled with dread and despair " Its easier than falling asleep , a little bit of pain and that's all . Ah , are you afraid because of hell ? Don't worry , its not that scary ,its only a silent void with nothing but darkness , it will be bit lonely - nothing to be worried about "

As much as I dislike her, she is adept with the medical equipment needed to nurture him back to help. Even if an uncomfortably feeling is digging deep under my skin witnessing it. “How did you fight all of them off?” Elise asks, rinsing her cloth under the facet. Isaiah winces slightly as she presses it back to his skin. Isaiah meets my eyes in the mirrors reflection. “Don’t worry about it.”

Aisha said, and her mother's eyes widened in surprise. “Selene!” shouted Jhosep from the stairs. I immediately came downstairs and saw him with a smock on. “I'm fine,” I said firmly. “Is everyone okay?” “There are some wounded; I need your help,” Jhosep said with concern. I nodded and walked down to his office. Suddenly, I saw Izan rushing towards me. He checked me quickly before hugging me; I just took a deep breath as I felt his warmth. “She's good with a rifle, Alpha,” Aisha said behind me. “She was the one who took aim at most of the monsters that posed a real problem. Her sights were always on the heads of those things.”

“Don’t you leave me, Cyrus! You can’t leave me. I love you!” Suddenly, Cyrus opens his eyes and sits up. The guys who were doing CPR on him try to cover their laughs. Cyrus looks around as Aisha suddenly realizes what’s happening. “Well, it’s about damn time you admitted it,” Cyrus says, winking at her. If he wasn’t dead before, he will be now. Aisha is going to murder him with her bare hands.

It was best her eyes were trained on the enemies so she could use her powers to eradicate them. "Who are you?" they asked again. "Fuck, will you stop yelling at me?" "No one you should know." Aisha and I said at the same time. "A werewolf with wit," Bran laughed. "It's been long, I see that. I like this one." "You need to leave," Aisha said. Her voice had turned colder. For someone her height, she didn't even look one bit afraid about the people in front of her. They were like a piece of cake. Maybe she had been facing such warriors daily and had stopped fearing them.