Emi And Maou Novels & Stories

"She's not... she's not..." A woman with a bleached-blonde beehive knelt beside them. "Honey, she needs mouth-to-mouth. You gotta do it now!" Mateo immediately pushed Lucas aside. "Get out of the way!" He tilted Ava's head back and kissed her. It was supposed to be a CPR but, Mateo seized the opportunity, changing the CPR kiss into a passionate kiss. Lucas's rage blazed, his eyes felt hot, like they could pop. He looked like a volcanoe ready to erupt. Then, Ava started coughing, spitting out water.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I came to a sudden stop as she growled too. “Why are you two unhappy? What’s going on?” I questioned as I looked between them. The pair stepped into the light. I blinked, frozen, as I realized these were not Chesed and Emilia. They have marks on their fur. The one I mistook for Chesed has a white crescent moon, while the fake Emilia has a black sun.

The earring for the left ear is just a flat cross with the ordinary nut and a cross with two tiny chains for the right, which makes them unique. Maia is walking along the hallway, alone. She doesn't know where her best friend is, and she didn't care, too. Her father called her through their mind link that she needs to go to their pack's hall. She doesn't know why but she has a strange feeling about the gatherings.

She was quiet for a while as she mulled this information over. "I suppose it's possible," she said slowly. "As far as I can tell when a Soul Eater begins to suck, it's kind of like a spell. It's open until it's finished. So, if he were to pop in and cast a more powerful spell, so to speak, then he can theoretically counter act the Soul Eater's Magic. But it would take extremely powerful Magic." "Like... a father's desperation and love?" Avamarie continued to look thoughtful. "Yes… of course," she said quietly seemingly speaking more to herself then us. "Love. It's a strong, powerful Magic that not many things can break. I never thought of it."

Emma lets her Royal Alpha aura flow as she looks past Elder Elio and Colter to the warriors hissing at the young pups behind them and says, “I AM QUEEN EMMA AND THIS IS MY KINGDOM. YOU EITHER KNEEL AND PLEDGE YOUR LOYALTY OR DIE!” “You can’t do that…” Elder Elio struggles against Emma’s command, trying not to kneel and submit to her. As he fights the command, he looks around as hundreds of warriors, both vampire and werewolf, come out of places he didn’t even know were there. His Intel was a little on the lacking side as they hadn’t informed him of how many warriors were now under her control or that she had in fact been through the crowning ceremony becoming the true Queen he was against.

“I’m Ember of the Timber Coven. I’m here to speak with High Priestess Malaia,'' I told him. “Did she know you were coming?” he asked. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “Alright. Wait here,” he said politely. I nodded my head and stayed seated on my horse while he wrote a letter and sent it by currier spell to Malaia. We waited for a few minutes in comfortable silence before the paper came back to him. He grabbed it out of the air and read it, then motioned for the gates to be opened. We rode into the small village and dismounted right as the stable hands ran up to us. I handed my reins over to one of the young boys and started to step away from my horse when I looked up to see Malaia walking to

Something was not right at all. I glanced around to find support, but everything went static, when Rhys whimpered in my head. "Mate is in danger, we need to save her right now or else she would die." Amora is in danger? As good as I can remember, she is the only one my would refer to as mate. Then, how is it possible that, I was feeling all this emotions? And then, it hit me, at this point I knew exactly what was happening. It actually means that Amora and I are connected through our minds, our spirit, our soul. Anything that happens to her, is bound to happened to me as well.

“Heat sex is different from regular intercourse. With your syren gland and the changes it has brought to your body, your channel is now quite different from ours. It can stretch with enough elasticity to accommodate your Urekai male partner in any form, yet shrink back to its original size shortly afterward. Nature was thorough and remarkable in that way–" A loud shout pierced the air. "All hail His Majesty the Second! The second sovereign ruler of Urai and the sole leader of the northern wings. All hail Grand Lord Zaiper!" Madam Livia's eyes widened comically as she whispered sharply, "Bow your heads, both of you." Immediately, her own head was almost touching the floor in a deep upper-body

The moonlight seemed to dance on the creature’s thick, golden skin as it turned back towards me. “Since you were born today, we need to name you before the sun comes up” it smiled, as it nudged my hand with its face “If you have no name, you have nothing.” It paused, gazing into my eyes lovingly. It didn’t make a sound as it cradled me in its arm and bit one of its fingers to smear the blood down my forehead and onto my nose. “Your name is Zea” it smiled and looked down at me, forming a circle on my stomach “Zea Marvolo Green. Welcome to Transamagei.”