Game No Life Sora Novels & Stories

“Dad, Queen Camila, Soriase and I will go through. Dad and Queen Camila will command their followers not to attack and to reverse as much as possible everything they have done. I will grab Ora and bring her back her, Quinn will kill her. What do you need to kill her?” Quinn looks at Luna. “I need to force her feel pain,” Quinn inhales. “Luna?” “You and I know I have you covered,” Luna nods. We all head out. “Teddy,” Liz tells me. “Soriase,” I get her attention and explain what we need. “I will help my Little Prince,” Soriase nods. “I can see she is the love of your life. She is the mother of the next generation of our family. “I mean, we won’t know for sure until I turn 18, but I really do h

“It cannot be, you both died that day.. You’re both dead. You died” I point to the dark haired girl, “what’s your name?”. Alpha Liam looks about ready to skin me alive, “how dare you speak to my Luna!”. Oh…… fuck. His luna is my niece. No… no… no…. No. This cannot be. They died. They died with their parents. He killed them, they died.

I said after knowing that the person at the door was Aurora. “Good morning, hope you have a beautiful night” Aurora said as she pushed open the with a bright smile on her face. “Good morning, I had a wonderful night” I said, even though my night was the opposite of wonderful. I had a terrible night dreaming about Dawson and how he had conspired with Ariel, and I woke up with a scream. I was glad that I wasn't that loud, all rooms in the pack are lightly soundproof since werewolves are highly sensitive to noise and smell.

Ally had even subjected her to an intense interrogation, stooping so low as to try and get her blackout drunk to loosen her lips. Of course, the end result of that little scheme was Sora single-handedly drinking Ally and her four friends under the table. Ally never dared to challenge Sora to a drinking contest ever again. Who was Leo's father? That was a secret known to absolutely no one but Sora herself. Even her mother, who had been so furious she’d wanted to break Sora's legs back then, had no idea. And he... he would certainly never know. Sora tilted her head back, gazing up at the velvet-blue night sky, and let out a soft sigh.

The Hunter in the alley was named Sora. Twenty-three, half-Japanese, trained at a private facility in Oslo that had zero oversight body affiliation, which was the first signal that the program she'd come through had been operating in a deliberate gap. Adrian brought her inside after the event. She was still suppressed — not distressed, just limited, which she clearly hated in the specific way that people who relied on their ability hated not having it. She sat at the table in the back office and looked at all of us with sharp eyes and said very little.

“It is the motherly act of giving birth to new life only to take it away.” Sora’s face turned pale. “No… no please… not now.” Ursula’s gaze was cold and merciless. “I warned you, Sora! I made it clear to you what would result if she discovered her partner! But you didn’t listen! None of you did!” “Please!” Sora wept, falling to her knees as tears streamed down from her eyes. “Please… she’s just a girl! Take me instead! Take me!” Ursula’s eyes softened with mock pity. “You misunderstand, Sora! I don’t want you.” She gestured with her hand, her fingertips flashing with lethal crimson glow. “I want her.”

Dammit. I'm the Luna.

"Aubrey, what happened? Look at me." Aubrey buried her face in his neck, her hands clutching his shirt. "Travis, I didn't do it. I swear, I didn't do anything!" Elder Dante stepped forward, looking down at Sora’s lifeless form. "Alpha, I think... I think the Luna accidentally killed Sora. It might still be the effect of that poison. Her mind must have snapped again. Elder Ramesh won't let this pass, Alpha. This is his only child."

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."

"She was in a safe zone! There’s no way she’s that hurt! Elena, you have no shame. You’re blackmailing me and using my own mother to lie for you? I regret the day I ever married you!" He hung up. I didn't see him in the camp, but I saw him on "Pack-Gram." He’d rented out the most expensive restaurant in the territory for Lina’s birthday. He’d set off fireworks for her. Lina posted a photo of them wearing matching mate-charms, calling him her "one and only." Me? I was the legal Luna, the "official" wife, and I was a total joke. On my discharge day, Lucy pushed my wheelchair. I was covered in casts. But the worst was my right hand. The healer told me the nerves were shredded from the pressure.