Novel & Cerita Erina Soma

It just looks so cool! Seoul Ruxcielle Vincent, she's literally an anime lover and a die-hard fan of K-Pop. She's practically a walking otaku though she doesn't want to admit it. Anyway, Seoul is two years older than me and she's part of the National Swim Team. Seoul was Ezra or Erza's lover, until he passed away.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Erika's POV I stood under a tree, my sharp eyes scanning all the soldiers on the field. A hundred strong warriors were fighting each other fiercely. Each one was using a weapon that I had designed for them. Yes, this was my gift. As a young girl who had just turned eighteen, I looked like the thinnest and weakest one on the training ground. However, if anyone took me lightly for that, they would pay dearly. Not only was I the Gamma of the Fly Rock Pack, a genius at fighting, but I was also the arsenal of this pack. I could summon any weapon I wanted effortlessly.

she annouced refereing yo me. My cheeks heat up in embarssmemt as I struggle to . Sage’s Mum send a knowing look. Oh crap! ••• I stood before the floor-length mirror in my room, mesmerized by the stunning dress draped across my body. Sage had sent it to me earlier that morning, with a note. The gown was a masterpiece. Silk or satin, I couldn't tell, but it shimmered in the light, accentuating every curve I possessed. The fitted bodice highlighted my waist, cinching in just the right places. The skirt fell in soft folds around my legs, the hem grazing my ankles.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

Thank you. #one_love

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Sebastian’s eyes were on Hilda’s hanging hand. Julian’s eyes were on her hand too. He scolded tiredly. “Hilda.” “I’ll hate you forever if we lost them.” Said Hilda. Rolling his eyes, Sebastian said. “We are not going to lose them because she is good, better than all of us.” “Who? Irina?” Sebastian heard Julian asked. “Yea, she can understand the language of those dark creatures and she can fight too. Turn out what Lucas had said about her is right. She is definitely the one.”

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.

She couldn't have been older than seventeen, eyes open in horror from the wound that had split nearly half of her head. I had approached at the right time, missing nothing as the three young people standing around the body began to speak. I noticed instantly that one was the Game Master. In every memory or version magic conjured up of him, he was always cloaked. From the hair of spun gold and eyes of the clearest waters, I recognized the second person as Nadia. Her hands were brought up to her mouth, and diamond tears trickled down the soft panes of her rosy cheeks.