Erza And Mirajane 소설 & 이야기

Shhh, don't talk too much honey and if I were you I'll put the gun down" i spoke in a low tone with a menacing smile. "You must be dumb if you think I'll let you leave this place alive, it's high time someone killed you and I'm glad I'll be the one, at least the people of the world will be free from your notorious ass" a dark chuckle emanated from my lips and I shook my head in amusement. "You think being armed and being in this confined space alone makes it the perfect opportunity to get rid of me. C'mon Jonathan I didn't expect you to be foolish. I'm Maja Elzandre, I'm quite acquainted with this situation" he twisted his neck with a sinister smirk.

Jerome’s brows furrowed as he stepped forward, but the moment his eyes landed on Mira, the color drained from his face. “Zelda… Esmeralda…”

her lips curled up, showing her white teeth, “—that I was always better at this game.” “Back the fuck off, psycho.” There was no way I was just going to sit here helplessly. There was still fight left in me, and I would give everything I had to protect my child. She cocked her head, studying me. “Brave. Foolish. The family resemblance is strong. You look so much like Delilah … what a mistake.” Then she looked past me, and her smile twisted again. “And I see you brought a little fish.” Eira stepped in closer between us, blue eyes lit like lightning, hands shimmering with twin spheres of water magic. She looked so much smaller than Angelica, but her fear was gone, replaced by a bright and perf

I couldn't sense anyone there. I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing. I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now. "What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind. My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.

Her jaw set against whatever opinions her mother still held about her choices. “Mother,” she said, with a polite nod. Luna Zyrah extended her arm. “My brave girl.” They hugged briefly, and Ember offered her another small smile before Luna Zyrah turned away and settled into one of the chairs without another word. Raphael came forward, leading Eira. “Luna,” Eira repeated, bowing. Raphael smiled at Ember, then spoke rather shyly. “This is Eira, my mate.”

Shah Mir spoke in a dead serious tone, tightening his grip around her arms. “L.... leave me, please back off….” Aleezay said, turning her face to the side. The mysterious eyes and fierceness of the crazy man were making her feel like burning in fire. But, in her words, Shah Mir further tightened his hold around her arms. “I won’t back off, my beauty queen. What will you do?” His voice was stern. Aleezay felt as if the man standing in front of her was challenging her. First, she showed some resistance, but his hold on her was so strong that poor Aleeazy couldn’t release herself from his grip.

Kane himself struggled to maintain his footing under the relentless pressure. "Your father may have made promises about my future," Mira continued, her eyes blazing with silver fire. "But I'm not a child anymore. I'm not helpless. I'm not yours to claim." She raised her hand, and the power focused, becoming a lance of pure Luna authority aimed directly at Kane. "I am Mira of Blackpine. Lucian's mate. And I choose to sever whatever bonds you think bind me to you." The final surge of power was devastating. Kane was physically thrown backward, his Alpha strength completely overwhelmed. His pack scattered in terror, fleeing into the forest without waiting for orders.

“You… knew the rest of that song?” > “It’s yours,” the mirror said softly. “No, it’s not.” > “It belonged to the body you wear.” Mira’s chest tightened. “What did you say?” The mirror shimmered, revealing a faint image — a girl with the same face, but different eyes. Gentle. Distant. > “Her name was Elara.” Mira stumbled back. “That’s… the body’s name?” > “Yes. She dreamed of music and never sang aloud. Until you came.”

To his left was Zoran, a primordial whose power was now at its absolute peak. To his right was Mira, a woman who had survived his best assassins and returned as a silver titan. And in front of him was Naelis, whose simple wave of a hand had nearly shattered his ribs. Any one of these three could rip his little army of elite warriors to shreds before they could even shift into their wolves. “Haha!” Marek, standing near the pile of dead abominations, let out a sharp, biting laugh. He began to wipe the blood from his daggers onto a piece of torn fabric, his eyes never leaving Corin.

Eira ignored her, ready to head into the blacksmith shop. Just then, the crowd split apart abruptly. A young maiden clad in gorgeous dark golden armor darted forward like a cannonball, blocking Eira’s way. She possessed the exact same cold golden eyes as Kaelen, yet held none of his royal sternness—instead shining bright with unrestrained excitement. “You were absolutely amazing!” She grabbed Eira’s sleeve tightly, face flushed, voice trembling with elation. “That shoulder throw was flawless! I’m Eve! Do you need a follower? I’m rich, I can fight, and I even dare to talk back to my own brother!”