Hidan Novels & Stories

We needed the intel anyway. “So, how’d everything go?” Nathan asked, casually raising the bet. I tossed in my chips. Tomas folded with a scowl. “Man, it was a fucking shit show. The Riding Hoods rustled up some asanbosam—closest thing to real-life vampires you’ll ever see. Picture a bare-ass monkey with huge claws and bigger teeth. They turned them loose on an entire village. Killed everyone—men, women, kids. Even the pets. Drained fucking dry.”

Azura asked. "Of course." Haidan responded, bracing herself. "If it will allow you to trust us, I’m more than willing." Nodding, Azura began to lean her head down, causing her long black hair to become a wall that covered Haidan and Ian from view entirely. Whatever was happening was completely hidden, but soon it was over and Azura was lifting herself to her full height once more. "Interesting." She murmured as Haidan staggered against Ian.

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I watched has prince Liam shifted into his giant form and pluck the fruit for me. He reduced back and gave it to me " thank you" I said. "Come there's one more thing I want to show you" he said to me . Prince Liam took me to a different place entirely. The place was a little dark and surrounded by tall trees. There was a river in-between the trees, a kinda blue water. We stood at the bank of the river. "This river is called healing river , it does two things" he said. " What two two things does it do" I asked curiously.

Light--actual light poured from between the cracks in the rock. I coughed and waved away the dust, rushing towards the stones that seemed to fit each other perfectly. Aidan followed suit, digging his fingers into the stone as we dislodged them. After four text-book sized rocks, the rest came crumbling down. We backed away, dirt skittering across our feet. "This--is Iridian." The shell-shocked words fell from Aidan's mouth in a whisper, his eyes turned upwards to where the source of light came from. A hole at the ceiling, just fifteen feet in the air, spewed sunlight and fresh air. It was impossible--we were hundreds of feet beneath the earth, in another world entirely.

“WHAT?! HARASA?!” Kartika is shocked by knowing that Alfi finally decided to use Harasa, the holy weapon number 12. “What is it, Kartika? What is Harasa?” The agitated Varz asked. “There are 5 holy weapons that hard to use. The holy weapon number 3: Duy-Duy, this one requires one’s painful sorrow. Alfi can use this one because of his painful past. The holy weapon number 6: Tipit, this one requires one’s pure love. Alfi can use this one because of his compassion towards Megumi. The holy weapon number 9: Pelidi, this one requires one’s intelligence. Alfi can use this one because he is sharp enough. The holy weapon number 10: Pukan, this one requires one’s soul of rebellion. Alfi can use this

“I….I… can see the hair there sir, it’s wet, glistening like dew on grass.” I heard him moan “Yes, that’s it my girl, I knew a great writer like you would find the words. You have such a lovely forest down there. Touch it… tell me everything.” I curled most of my fingers leaving just my index finger extended. I used it to gently brush away the hair to reveal my lips. “I’m using my finger now, just to see my lips, they are a darker pink than I imagined, I can… I can just see my labia peeking through, it looks … so … delicate.”

Aria returned to the cabins before dawn, mud streaked across her legs, her hair damp and clinging to her face. The glow on her wrists had faded to a faint warmth, a soft reminder that the power inside her was alive, restless, and waiting. She tried to steady her thoughts, but images of the forest, the stones, the mysterious wolf, and Damon’s presence twisted endlessly in her mind. The bond pulsed, relentless, refusing to be ignored. He had rejected her, yet she felt it everywhere, scorching and insistent, a tether she could not sever.

It was growing dark outside and he was both worried and excited. He’d spoken to Kiran for hours on the phone as he drove back from Iowa. They had both agreed that giving him Kiran’s memories would be the easiest way for him to believe what they were and what he was. Kiran had also sent Malachi a picture of Levi. There were so many similarities that if Malachi hadn’t believed Kiran before, he did now. Levi was in bad shape and they waited anxiously so that Adara could heal him.

"There's something about her Justin. I'm telling you. When I bumped into her, there was this spark. This gush of wind and we were inside the building" "Damian, she's just a girl that doesn't even know her place and for heavens sake, she's human" Justin reminded. "What if my mate is supposed to be human?" Damian asked. "You're the prince of Cordina. An alpha to the South side pack. You're a hybrid for pete's sakes. I doubt if fate would pair you up with a human Damian"