Eridan Typing Quirk Novels & Stories

The kind that belonged to ordinary people. Zenith's face brightened immediately. "Elysia." I followed her gaze. Across the training grounds, Elysia darted between Darian and Lysander with all the determination of someone convinced she could defeat two teenage wolves at once. "You two are cheating!" she shouted, laughing as Darian effortlessly sidestepped her. "We're literally standing still," Darian protested. "You moved!" "I blinked." "Exactly!" Lysander sighed with exaggerated patience. "You can't accuse blinking of being cheating."

“From Kieran?” “Yeah, totally different,” Erin said with a blushing smile, her fingers carefully cleaning a deep gash on my cheek. “Our Alpha is all about power and control. He never smiles, you know. But Lord Kyden... he’s got this way of making everyone around him feel seen, like he genuinely cares. He’s got this charm.” Erin blushed a little, as if embarrassed to admit it. “But he’s never been seeing flirting with any woman. He’s just... kind.”

A huge television appeared on top of the arch. “There’s something unusual last time. A terrible fight between ladies that gave a lot of negative vibes instead of positive.” Eriana glanced at Miriam, Atalia, and Elaine. “It meant bad luck for my empire.” She sighed. “In order to minimize the same situation, I prepare something unusual too.” She pointed out the screen using her laser pointer. “It’s called Compatibility Quiz.” She explained the rules of the game. Each players had two sets of erasers and black felt pens. There will be a set of fifteen questions to test them. If they will raise the same answer, then they will have one point. If they will not have the same answer, then they will n

Erina's mind was suddenly spinning as he clearly saw Arden Gunner—the motherfucker that would always have an effect on her and makes her stomach churn by his slight mannerism that she already memorized. "Type of secretary, Miss Sanders,” he corrected as if he could see through her that she was overanalyzing things. “Oh…yes. Type of secretaries,” she nodded carefully like she was trying to pay attention. “May I know what type of secretaries you like, sir?” Aiden put his attention back on the laptop as he continued his work. Erina is still looking at him, still amazed at the uncanny similarities between Arden and Aiden in everything Aiden would do that truly reminds her of Arden.

“In the code they used to breach your systems.” He looked at me then, his interest piqued. “What kind of something?” “A signature,” I said, turning the tablet toward him. On the screen was an intricate series of symbols, looping and angular, almost beautiful in their complexity. At the center of it all was a single word: Eris. Levi stared at the screen, his expression unreadable. “Eris. Goddess of discord.” “It’s more than just a name,” I said. “It’s a cipher. I spent hours decoding it, and it led me to this.”

“Childish, if those hand signals actually worked, I would have killed and reincarnate a certain yapping barbie already.” “Wait a minute, you know about Naruto Uzumaki? It’s freaking awesome right? That battle with Pain was incredible….” Marcus excitedly prompted himself beside the aggrieved girl ranting about his favorite episodes. Thinking out loud, “no wonder he likes you, you’re the perfect guy but a girl.” “Huh? What? Stop being ridiculous. By the way, why are you here? What about practice?” She would rather act ignorant than ask what his remarks meant. Even if she was curious, Erika had a tendency to ignore important questions and deflect with another while mentally overthinking things.

"I will take it from here. Do you remember what happened last night? Have you ever felt anything like it before?" Emeriel shook his head. "You went into heat," Madam Livia stated. "It is like menstruation for human females, but more complicated. Also, while menstruation happens monthly, heat does not follow a set cycle. It might happen once every three months or twice in one month—it is different for every Urekai female and syren. What this means is, you are a syren now, so you can marry a Urekai. . . GRAND LORD VLADYA

people. Eryx stood beside me, his obsidian-iron armor return with a violent, electric snap, the violet-black metal jagged and scarred and more beautiful than any "Verification" could ever be. He pulled me into a kiss that tasted of iron, salt, and the End of Destiny. "I chose you, Darlene," Eryx growled, his voice a tidal wave of gravel and love. "And I’d choose the 'Glitch' over the 'Goddess' every single time".

Kian commented earning a comeback from Sean. "As if you're not." Sean rolled his eyes. "Ass!" Kian retorted. "Let's end this, Eris." Kaleb said making the others focus back on the situation. "You think you two can defeat me?" said Eris "Nope. We don't think." Kian answered her. "Because we can and we will." Both said simultaneously. "One can dream." Eris said mocking them. "We are wide awake. Besides, if you are that strong, you will not need others to feed your strength. And speaking of that, can't you feel something odd?" Kian asked smiling.

Eren voices out. My eyes widen at my son’s impoliteness. “Eren!” I groan. That kid will put me in damn trouble one day. “I-I’m not crying.” Erden replies, his voice slightly shaking. “I got something in my eyes.” Eren lets out a puff. “Mom also says the same thing every night.” He says cunningly. My mouth hangs open. Breathe Hayat, breathe. Strangely, Erden’s hands tighten on the steering wheel on hearing him. That guy is definitely weird.