Fairy Tail Brandish の小説・ストーリー

“Ari, this is my brother, Cade Shadows, and his familiar, Blair Simons. Blair is a phoenix shifter. I’m going to let you talk with her so she can help you understand your role better.” On the black coffee table, I notice a spread of food. There are grapes, nuts, cold-cut meats, sliced apples, raisins, and cheese. There are also two glasses, but they are empty. Zane and Cade leave the room, and I’m alone with Bliar. “Please sit down and help yourself to something to eat,” She rises from her spot and walks over to a cabinet that she opens. “Pick your poison.” She says, moving out of the way to reveal different bottles of hard liquor.

Scarlet said, pointing over her shoulder. Horatio raised a brow at her. "Witch things," she told him, then fazed away. Horatio nodded at the air before him, all those memories from long ago coming back. **** "So Brandy, you'll be 18 soon," Lizzy said in a teasing tone. She walked closely beside Brandy, who was at the back of the group. The girl, who looked somewhat like Madonna, but with yellow hair and green eyes, tried to keep to herself and held her head low at Lizzy's comment.

Guela said and as on command, I felt warmth in my cheeks. "The last one is Briva. Briva is the newest partner. I think you will get along with her. She can be quite shy at times. Shea has taken a habit lately about teasing her. Briva is from the realm of Sloth." I nodded and tried to keep all the information in. Ren from Lust, Shea from Wrath, Tia from Gluttony and Briva from Sloth.

I swallowed uncomfortably when she asked to see it. “It's nothing,” I growled as I lifted both my bound wrists away from her reaching out to it. “I need to see it to see that it doesn't lower your price!” She demanded as she raised her knife toward me. “It's a banishment brand,” I hissed and she cackled heartily.

Her gaze darted mischievously, like a child about to break her rival’s favorite toy. I swallowed hard, every nerve in my body bracing for the blow. “During the time she attacked me at school that day,” Briar began, her voice sweet but laced with venom, “I happened to pick a few strands of her hair. I gave it to my Dad to look at.” My stomach dropped. She what? Her smile stretched wider, triumphant. “My Dad took it to examine at the pack hospital.” Then she leaned closer to Damien, lowering her voice just enough to feel like a dagger aimed only at me. “She’s a tribrid.”

The land itself groaned beneath their feet. The rift pulsed like a heart, veins of black light spiderwebbing out into the soil. “Hold formation,” Kieran barked. Elizabeth stepped forward, her golden aura flaring. Solbrand gleamed, hungry for battle. And then, Something stepped through. Tall. Slender. A silhouette of thorns and starlight. Its voice boomed in their minds. “She burns with the Flame of the End. She must be unmade.” Kieran didn’t wait.

Not from outside, but from somewhere in my mind. 'My name is Crest', the voice said. I blinked, and didn't know if I should respond back. It felt so strange and was nothing like I thought it was when someone first met his or her wolf. 'I know it's early, but you needed me. And I am here now, Brian.'

But I didn’t. Not yet. The traitor slumped in the silver-bound chair, his wrists raw, and his lip split. His breathing was ragged, but his eyes—one of them swollen shut—still held defiance. I grabbed his chin and yanked his head up. “Name.” He spat blood at my boots. I didn’t react. Just gave a nod. One of the warriors brought forward the heated brand. Glowing silver, shaped like the Nightshade sigil. The hiss of burning flesh filled the air. The traitor gritted his teeth but didn’t scream.

she tells me in sincerity. I grin at her and proudly hand her the candy floss that she'd been waiting for. "Here you go, M'lady," I playfully bow before her. She takes the colored sugar from my hands and beams brightly at me, putting the sun to shame. "Thank you, Ben. You are the best." Totally worth it.