Hela Novels & Stories

She, after all, was the Luna of the pack who oversaw the repairs and recover from this disaster. Two people she assumed were the coven leaders stepped out of the second vehicle and approached. “Good morning. Thank you for being so prompt. I am Helena Harris, the Luna of the Black Dane Pack.” Helena stepped forward but didn’t offer her hand. It was a protection. Touching could transfer magic or poisons. If they wanted trust, they needed to build it up between them.

Danica grabbed the bag Rendall had left for her and walked briskly after him. "Foolish wolves!" Helia grunted before picking up her phone call. "Helia," an excited, familiar voice radiated from her phone's speaker. "Selene," Helia twinkled. "How's Ocean Ville. It's nice, right?" "It looks like a really fun place," Helia said as she looked around. Professional surfers and surfers-in-training dotted the beautiful, blue sea. A group of dancers was dancing the Hula dance as a crowd cheered them on. Lovers were chattering and giggling as they watched the sea, children and a few teenagers were building sand castles. So many people were immersed in the fun activities they were engaged in and these

Hana recalled the book Henry had given her, based on which she knew it was a Blue Or flower whose mission was to protect Helix fruit. Hana rejoiced in her heart; it seemed that her luck was not bad at all. Helix is a succulent fruit that has the aroma of pineapple. It has the function of enhancing physical fitness. It was what Hana needed most right now. To get the Helix fruit, you must first fool the purple flowers baring their teeth to devour Hana. She reached up to catch the mermaid's tears, then looked for an opportunity to throw them into the giant gaping mouth of the flowers. The flowers quickly drooped and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. Hana carefully picked up the nearest

Reina said quietly. Now the four mature humans stood under the rain, Langit witnessed the cracks and loss of half the soul and trust of Green Elira Natusha, a woman he knew as an underachieving student, a woman he knew has a high social character, and the woman who has made him fell for her. "You must be Green, right? I'm Reina, are you sure you don't feel the need to hear anything from Alta? You came all the way from Jakarta to see him, right?" Reina asked Green who was completely reluctant to look at her and Alta.

Rachel asked and I had to laugh at her expression. "My magical globe. I control the water. ..and also practice witchcraft. It was a talent from my Nana. That was how I got here. I can open portals that can lead u anywhere" She announced "Aren't you just lucky?" Rachel mumbled again. "So now you are here, you found Rosella, what next?" That was the exact thing on my mind. "Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland"

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

I’m angry that nobody, even me and Squall, is able to stop her! Down below, approximately tens of feet from where Squall is standing, sprawled upon a craggy ledge, lay Helena in her human form, her body n.aked and twisted. Blood seeps from her wounds, staining the rocks beneath her. Her once hazel fur has transformed into a cascade of dark-brown hair, now matted with dirt and streaked with red.

Mr vim's driver took a weird route but promised it was a short cut to avoid the traffic. Helma started getting weird feelings when they have drove for an hour without any idea of where they were headed. "I will like to get down here sir" Helma asked as politely as she could trying to bury the tiny voice inside her head that whispered danger in her head. Mr Vim totally ignored Helma and turned away from her to the window without responding to her. Helma's heartbeat increased. It kept panting faster at each seconds. Helma tried to open the door but it was locked. Helma kept repeating desperately that she want to get down but all she got was silence.

Isabelle and Philip worked from the rooftop, while Jerry and Aria made their way inside. The first room was empty. The second, too. But in the third— Helena. She stood before a server wall, her silver hair pinned up, fingers flying across a virtual screen. She turned slowly as Aria stepped forward. “I was expecting him,” Helena said, her voice like cold water. “But you’re more interesting.” Aria kept her stance firm. “You built Hekate.” “I gave it life. Creed gave it purpose.” Jerry leveled his voice. “What purpose? Control?”