Game No Life Sora Novels & Stories

he said, his voice tinged with fear as his eyes scanned me for any sign of injury. I grabbed Thorne by the shoulders, my grip tight, and stared into his eyes. “I’m fine,” I said, my voice fierce, though the tremble of confusion still lingered. “She touched me. And I touched her. And I’m still alive. None of it makes any sense, but it happened.” Thorne just stood there, staring at me like I had lost my mind. Maybe I had. But in that moment, I didn’t care. I was on cloud nine. I had touched the Luna of Death and lived to tell the tale.

(Vera POV) “Vera Nightsahde! You got selected for the Luna Survival Games for this year, and you will represent our Shadow Vale Pack. It is really an honour for our pack to take part in the royal games,” Luna Candice announced proudly, and I sneered with disdain. Her lips twitched for a second, but she quickly fixed her happy luna mask before anyone could notice.

You cannot be my Luna, and you cannot unsee what you’ve seen, and I’m sorry I cannot let you go. “No, I am not half-blood, my name is Alora Lance, and I’m just a girl who, out of hunger, made a huge mistake. I didn't know your play or costume party was such a big deal and I apologize sincerely for that. I was hungry, and I swear I did not come to the park to spy on or harm or do any of those things you’re accusing me of. "Please you have to believe me "I pleaded, looking from one face to another, but they just stared back at me like they did not believe me.

"Let's face it, Vivienne.... the only way you'll be able to get out of this is if your father comes through with that mythical Northern pack." "Why are you so caught up in combining our packs?" Vivienne growled out in suspicion. Aaragorn dropped my mate suddenly and her impact in the floor gave an echoing thump to my ear. "Well... something just isn't right here," Luna admitted and suddenly it was like a cinematic record as time seemed to back up for us. The incident in my body being covered up, the nurses trying to revive me, Aaragorn and Vivienne backed up all the way to her walking back into the bathroom. It was amazing as I witnessed time reversing itself. Luna glowed a bright blue as we

Then said, “Because you were never supposed to be removed quietly.” My breath caught. “What does that mean?” Rowan looked at Damian. Damian exhaled slowly. “It means your position as Luna was never supposed to be transferred the way it was.” Silence. My heartbeat slowed. “That’s not possible,” I said immediately. “Fernando is Alpha. He chooses—” “No,” Damian interrupted quietly. Not harsh. Just certain. “There are records that don’t match your removal.” My hands went cold. “What records?” Damian hesitated again.

From the sounds, I could tell he was watching more shows, looking up online for every article he could find on Sora. "Sora is alive." Elias said in relief when I sat beside him as tears poured down his eyes. He zoomed a picture of Sora holding his daughter, both laughing as they looked into each others eyes. Her name is Ramona Megumi York. She's two years old and her resemblance with Elias is uncanny. Her blonde hair extra curly, in pigtails. She had Elias' grey eyes with dimples that made her smile beautiful. She was a blend of their complexion, a little brown and had Sora's nose.

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God help me. “Just Sora?” His voice has a nice lilt to it as it slides over the words, smooth and dangerous. “Only my friends call me Sora.” “Then I suppose we’re friends?”. His smiles deviates from being charming to being slightly threatening. “Of course not,” I snort, pushing off his lap— his very muscular lap. “You’re not allowed to call me anything, pinky.” Is it possible for a person to die twice?— The Tired One seems to have died again, after making a sound like a cross between a cat coughing up a hairball and a husky crying.