Erza X Jellal Novels & Stories

added Zyla. “An entrance into Jaellatra you say? If that’s the case, then does that mean that the legend revolving around drinking holy water—at the pledge—to attain immortality is actually achieved by gaining entry into Jaellatra? Then… does that mean that there’s a possibility that those who never returned from the pledge of the holy water may not actually be dead and have simply been brought to Jaellatra?” replied Gerald, feeling enlightened. “Indeed. Jaellatra occasionally recruits suitable new people in order to maintain its existence and development. In fact, Leo’s one of the younger people who were recruited!” explained Zyla as she turned to look at Leo.

“Coward!” I sucked in a sharp breath, forcing my emotions back under control. When I spoke again, my voice was eerily calm. "I’m not sure what you’re trying to do," I said, taking a deliberate step forward. Zella instinctively retreated, her back nearly brushing the doorframe. "Or who you think you’re fooling. Because we both know there’s no mistake here. No misunderstanding." Zella’s smirk didn’t waver. "That’s where you’re wrong," she said, sweetly venomous. "Because he’s not your mate." She lifted her chin, eyes gleaming with triumph. "He’s mine."

" And who might you be?" She grinned. " I am.the price to save Ezra." " Your name?" " Alvera. " She said. " Alvera , princess of Ezra." Alvera was led straight to the main fortress of Azra and to the palace where Duncan was. Duncan sat on his throne with his right hand caressing his jaw when the princess of Ezra walked with no trace of fear to him. " To what do the people of Azra owe this sudden visit?" He asked , leaning out of the throne and locking his fingers.

" And who might you be?" She grinned. " I am.the price to save Ezra." " Your name?" " Alvera. " She said. " Alvera , princess of Ezra." Alvera was led straight to the main fortress of Azra and to the palace where Duncan was. Duncan sat on his throne with his right hand caressing his jaw when the princess of Ezra walked with no trace of fear to him. " To what do the people of Azra owe this sudden visit?" He asked , leaning out of the throne and locking his fingers.

"I can't possibly race back to him, he would laugh and make jest of me then he would ask me to fall by his feet and ask for forgiveness which I can never do. So I definitely have to protect myself." I turned back after thinking of a plan. I saw them, they weren't that far from me. I have to do this even if it's the most embarrassing thing in the whole world. I walked stylishly to them holding the leader of the gang by the collar of his shirt, after spotting him amongst others. "Hey, am I pretty?" I asked. He smiled showing his brown teeth, "Sure darling, you are the prettiest". I was disgusted by his wrinkled face. He ought to be a grandpa.

His eyes snapped open suddenly, a startled squeak escaping him as he jerked back an inch, hand flying up instinctively. Then he saw it was Azxel. The tension left his body in a rush. A slow, sleepy smile curved his mouth. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me,” he murmured, his voice rough. He didn’t move away from the touch. “Thought someone broke in.” Azxel’s hand stayed on his face, his thumb still stroking softly along his jaw. “Sorry,” he whispered, but he didn’t sound sorry at all. Jaelen’s gaze sharpened, taking in Azxel’s flushed cheeks, the damp hair at his temples, the way he was biting his lip. “How about Sky?” he asked quietly, like he already knew the answer but needed to hear i

James’ brows furrowed at her response. Xezal was a rather serious person and must have been telling the truth. James pondered, ‘Could the Ursa’s founder really still be alive? Is he a Caelum Acmean by any chance?’ Meanwhile, Xezal had returned to the group of powerhouses. Gaerel quickly approached her, clasped his hands, and said, “Thanks for saving me, Xezal. If you didn’t step in, I would’ve been severely injured or might have even lost my life.”

Zella crouched down and covered Gabriel's open eyes with her hands. "I have eliminated him," Zella spoke into the Earpiece that was interconnected to her other agents. "No, it's not. It wasn't him," A01 informed Zella. Zella's gaze widened, she quickly pulled Gabriel's neck collar to make sure once again, and sure enough, there was no butterfly tattoo. Although, Gabriel did have two dimples. "Shit!" Zella stood back up, she tore the tail of her dress. "I found it." L03's voice rang out as Zella ran.

Leera kicked the head of the unmoving beast now before she has gone down and walked towards the Mars' king this time. Jilal finally weakened his hold to his weapon now as he too walked towards Leera, not taking his eyes off her. Because she seemed to be a fantasy before his eyes, he was afraid she might disappear. Now stopping in front of him, Jilal suddenly felt ashamed for meeting her again in such fashion where he was battened with war and no trace of grace on his torn out robes now while she was there, looking so royal and elegant with a red veil hiding half of her face now.

"I'm not worried. That is you, so don't worry. I've seen this scene before. Erza is a powerful person, she will win soon." On Erza's side, seeing Emma carrying Carla behind her gave her some peace of mind. No need to worry that this bodyguard in front of her will use Carla to threaten her. Although Erza was never a boxer like him, there was one terrible thing she had faced a long time ago. Harsh training and life-and-death moments on the battlefield in Iraq with Phil. For those who had never faced death like the man in front of them, Erza won outright!