Frieza Novels & Stories

And that is Emperor Tapia, whose existence was almost on par with that of the Waitara Path. He was surprised that Bierfren had reached such heights after being resurrected. James stared at Biefren closely, only to see him flip his hands, causing the entire space to fluctuate rapidly. The countless cracks in the void collapsed in an instant. The vast stellar regions exploded with a rumbling sound, causing countless surrounding planets to burst. James widened his eyes in amazement and asked, “Does this mean you are invincible now?" Biefren waved his hand and chuckled, “Not exactly. But I don’t have to fear fighting a powerhouse at the Daeclon Mahaya now!”

she instructed. And he was set free, and pushed out of the chair with a foot to the back. He fell on his face looking up at the face of a real ghost. Sachi was looking down at him. Sachi who he had killed along with the rest was over his head looking down at him blankly. Okay he was not getting out of this. “Why so scared Fujiwara?” she taunted. He was silent. “Do you have any questions?” she grinned looking into his eyes.

"Let's just say I've made my share of enemies over the years. But I'm not afraid of them. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my business." As they spoke, Miriam couldn't help but notice the prince's confidence. He seemed almost...smug. Like he knew something they didn't. "Prince Salim, can I ask you something?" Miriam said, her tone probing. "Of course," the prince replied. "Do you know anything about the graffiti left at the crime scenes?" Miriam asked. "The one that says 'I AM FURY'?" The prince's expression didn't change, but Miriam detected a flicker of something in his eyes. Interest? Recognition?

she said while showing me her expensive phone. I was very scared and she was smiling before we knew what happened, someone collect her phone, deleted the audio and gave her back the phone before the voice said "A pretty girl like you shouldn't bully other girls" and when I looked up to see who, I was so surprised to see MR. JACK!!!!.

Michael nods, “Though we are fallen, we can sense most angelic bloodlines. Your lineage is quite strong. Your father must be an ancient Seraphim.” “Yeah, he’s pretty old,” she answers cheekily. Michael and I chuckle in response because even the oldest Seraphim isn’t as old as we are. We were the first. “My brother Kell and his mate were unable to come here due to scheduling conflicts, but they are working on helping Lana as well. Mara is a Breija and is working on her visions to see if she can glean any information on the Destroyer’s prophecy. She also has the power to absorb and interpret information from scriptures.” Mikhail states.

Mary exclaimed, folding her arms against her chest as her brows furrowed in anger. “Look, I'm not Yuna. My name is Cortana Teragon, a long-lost relative of Yuna Teragon. My friend and I were able to cross into the world using her magic. We're here to see Yuna; we have information we believe might interest her,” Cortana said, stepping forward. The man stared at Cortana for a moment. He suddenly pulled out his sword—a curved and broad talwar with a golden handle. He pointed the sword at Cortana, then yelled.

He pauses from pacing, looking at us. “Did I miss anything out?” He stands with his hands on his hips looking bewildered. “Well there is the fact my mate can channel the moon's energy to become stronger and faster” Clay tells him looking proudly at me. Trent’s jaw drops, he throws his hands up in the air. “Well, damn Clay you could have started with that. Nice one Luna with super powers” “Right, cool as fuck” Clay says back giving him a high five. These men are deranged, I drag my hand down my face as the door opens and in comes Fran with the baby.

This immediately made Felicia shocked and furious. “YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!” Felicia ran towards Frenska with her spear, but the Flintberg girl was about to finish her incantation. “In the name of Sulinea Fatir, the creator of this sacred technique, I, Frenska Albertovia, release you!!” “DIE, PLANT WITCH!!” Felicia got closer to the girl, but the Spell was already finished. “BIOMESA ALPALMA!!” WHOOSHH

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Matteo I gripped the armrest tightly, observing Britney swiftly closing in on Freya, and anxiety began to gnaw at me. A sigh of relief escaped me as my mate skillfully evaded her. However, the relentless onslaught from Britney persisted, effortlessly dodged by Freya. As the skirmish unfolded, my concerns for Freya diminished; she strategically used her intellect, giving me confidence that she aimed to tire out her opponent and strike back when necessary. It seemed she was the type of fighter who valued precision over wasting energy on unnecessary hits.