Final Fantasy 13 L'cie Novels & Stories

Exhausted, unconscious, yet glowing faintly with the remnants of divine fire. Blake knelt beside her, his arms encircling her fragile body as though he could shield her from the very will of the goddess herself. His golden lycan fur had faded, but his eyes remained sharp with both fear and wonder. He had seen his mate reborn, and though it terrified him, it also filled him with a pride too vast to name.

“Morgiana, hand, D-rank lancer, specialized in melee too but I can also protect the healer.” "Lillith, D-rank warrior, hand too, I'm a pure DPS so I'm pretty bad at defending myself, not that I can't! Just, I'll fight better if someone has my back." "D-rank puppeteer, I can produce puppets with many classes, mainly tanks but not very effective... My name is Marie." "Liliana, D-rank magic swordwoman, we are all hands in the team, I am good at melee but my preferential position is near one of the teammates who needs protection."

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.

Mom responds. “Well then, let’s go.” Alpha Tiernan says. We piled into our vehicles to drive to the Rouge Lands; we’d agreed to cross the borders in the vehicles. We knew that there would be enchantments to let them know that we had crossed into their lands if they were smart enough. I still haven’t felt Dakota return to me, which was a concern for me in battle since I couldn’t shift, and for all we knew I wouldn’t be able to heal myself the same.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

' Elijah went up to the uništi who almost looked like statues with how still they were. Cytus sighed, angry that his plan didn't work and proceed to generate electricity all over his arms. 'I shouldn't underestimate lessers.' Lao ran full speed towards Cytus the moment he saw the electricity form. He knew that he couldn't afford to have limbs blown off and had to stop the channeling. As Lao closed in he dodged a left hook from Cytus by swaying back. Lao learned back in and struck hard with a left straight. Cytus had bluffed the spell he was channeling. It wasn't for a more powerful bolt, but instead a close range blast that would tear though the healer. As he went to release the spell Lao ki

I laugh at snow's childish way of asking compensation. "why the Fuck ae you smile mute, said anything funny to you?"caspien demanded shoving me more into the wall . I. then remembered that they couldn't hear my mind link with snow.Just the thought of letting snow out to tear him limb from limb made my smirk deepen as a confused grin on his face.

Proud. He didn’t react much when we entered. Just tilted his head, those electric eyes locking onto me again. I dared not speak. I knew Lycans were dangerous. I’d seen Kael’s restraint, the way he fought himself every second he was near me. But this man… I was nothing to him so he wouldn't fight it. He would relish the thought of tearing me apart. Lucien’s gaze was like a blade against my throat. Cutting with a Promising pain.

Lucy said. “ Hmm... Mommy lied to you then. Alright now, playtime is over ” Lilith said and began move her hands in the air for Lucy to fly up in the air she used her power to drag her to where she stood and Luther seeing his sister screaming became angry and his eyes became darker. “ Leave my sister alone ” He said. “ What will you do ” Lilith said mockingly. “ This ” Luther said and he threw the bottle he was holding at Lilith. He didn't know what was inside but he knew that it was something dangerous.

Cia's eyes stared at the two witchers who still wouldn't let go of Lief and Lave. Cia's lips curved upwards, and she grinned, "You guys want to die, huh?!" "Crazy bastard!" cursed one of the witchers. He put down Lief and threw spells at Cia. Cia blocked it with her sword, then she raised her eyebrows as she remembered the witcher's curse. "I'm a crazy bastard."