Gyomei Novels & Stories

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

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He was lying on his stomach, replying to emails on his phone. Slowly, he turned around, making me sit on his stomach. "Play". I grinned. In response, he smiled, chuckling. "No". "Why?". I pouted, feigning hurt. "You have an appointment with Dr. Renee in an hour's time". Dr. Renee is my gynaecologist. She's supposed to tell us the sex of the baby today. "It's an hour. We'll be done by then". I waggled my brows, smiling with the hope of convincing him...

Sweat stung her eyes as Nya swung the sword around, just in time to block Rok’s steel blade. The reverberation shook all the way up her arm, but she didn’t have time to let the ache distract her as Rok was bringing the sword around again, this time from the other direction. The tip of the blade almost caught her underneath the chin, but she managed to jump back, raising her arms and shoulders to make herself smaller in the middle. The blade flew up into the air, missing her, but it wasn’t headed away from her for long. Rok was relentless, swiveling around in a full circle and bringing his sword along, ready to cut her in the middle. She was wearing a metal chest plate, but most of her body w

) Kotomi, the youngest of the maids, smiled as she tapped his shoulder. Haneul, around his age, also tapped his other shoulder. "Geunyeo neun ilgga, Tomoya-ssi. Jinjja mi sugu sokimyeon ga dehidoreishyeon naji al geos gatayo." (She's right, Tomoya-ssi. You really look like you're about to die in dehydration) Tomoya could only manage a grimace as he regarded the two seemingly innocent, yet undeniably naive girls.

Lisa’s hands trembled as she sifted through the ancient texts in the folder. The weight of what Mia had uncovered pressed down on her like a physical force. The information before her was a tangled web of botanical knowledge, ancient rituals, and dark secrets. The *Sopor Veritas* was not just rare—it was an artifact of a bygone era, used in ceremonies that involved mind control, trances, and, in some cases, death.

declares Ruby. “Nope, it’s not yet. Ruby’s final score is 33. Hector throws his last round: 20 single, 17 single and bull's eye. “I think I just beat you Ruby, but let’s see if I can win it all. Your turn Ash.” “Hector's final score is 18,” states Ash. Everyone watches Ash take his last three shots. The group is so lost in their game, they don’t notice the rest of the room watching them play and taking bets on who will win.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

my father ordered, and everywhere was silent. Mai'Aljannu spread an animal hide on the floor and sat on it. He brought out some bones. The bones looked like human fingers, but no one spoke. He also brought out eight cowries and four Kola nuts. He divided each kola nut into four. From every four, he took one part of the kola nut and ate it. When he finished, he spread the items on the hide and cut his palm. He did not even flinch from pain. He dropped his blood on the things and began to recite something in a strange language. Then just like that, he was still; he looked upon the item silently without moving. After a few seconds, he engaged in a conversation with the items. The language he sp

The promise I made to Romie means that we both have to come back. Waylon snaps his fingers."I've got an idea. I can give Aiden a potion that would help Remi. Your souls are intertwined like pieces of braided thread. If I cook up a potion to boost Aiden's soul's strength as well as keep you awake. It should also strengthen and help Remi. Am I right Gabe?" A battle of wills goes down in the form of a staring contest between Waylon and Gabe.