Highschool Dxd Irina Novels & Stories

My back stiffened with the realisation that I wasn’t the only one in the room, and from Mila’s excitement, it seemed to be someone she knew comfortably. I turned slowly, and my heart slammed into my ribcage from the wave of surprise that settled on me. Mrs Irina, Sasha’s mother, stood at the entrance with the familiar calculating grey eyes locked on me. Her silver bangs swept just above her eyebrows, framing her intense eyes. “Mrs Irina-” Mila barked excitedly as Irina reached down to pet her large head with a soft smile. "Looks like you’re the only one happy or willing to see me....Good girl.”

Hunter Watching Irina was like seeing the perfect portrait being created right in front of you. I thought when she found out that I was a wolf, she would leave, but she took it in her stride. I thought that when she found out how bad the attacks from rogues could be, she would definitely leave. She fought them like a pro thanks to her wolf Lupe.

Her eyes widened for half a second, taking in the sheer size of him, the dangerous aura, the cold, unreadable expression before a slow, sly, absolutely predatory grin spread across her face. I sighed, still half-laughing. “Dax, let me go...” He didn’t. If anything, his arm tightened around me. Inara tilted her head, still grinning as she looked him up and down like she was mentally undressing him and judging his performance at the same time. “Well hello there,” she purred lazily while looking him over openly. “The terrifying Shadowfen mafia king himself.” Dax’s expression remained completely unreadable and honestly he looked one step away from regretting saving her.

“Layla! I wonder sometimes why exactly I was beginning to like that tyrant of an Alpha Damien . He never does anything besides beat me and whip me. He only shows me concern when he feels like it and then he's back to his normal vicious self soon after." Ariel complained as she bared out all her grievances about Damien. She knew that she had to lie about the status of her relationship with Damien to get more information. Layla thought she was the only one who could play a person like a fiddle? Well watch how I'm gonna beat her at her own game.

"Lukas, he's in our class." "No, I mean the girl." "That was Sasha Braun and she's weird," Arya answered him. He frowned. "How is she weird?" "Dude, that Sasha doesn't talk at all. It's been too long since anyone heard her voice." Hades then shrugged and bit into his apple. "Trust us, after she screws up with the volleyball coach, she became like that," Arya stated. "They said, she was pregnant and got an abortion." "Hell yeah!" Hades agreed.

“See? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. There’s not another dragon, probably not another supe, who would have said something like that except you, Iniko. “What can I say, Raina? I’m just that awesome,” I say. “Yes, you are! I’m glad you’re related to me. It makes me feel better about myself,” she says. I laugh. “As if you’re not amazing in your own right. You’re an incredible dragon. Look at how you manipulate the elements.” “That’s genetics and birthright. You’re a kind, gentle soul because it’s who you are, Iniko,” she says. “Whatever. Did you want to go against me in air class again tomorrow?” I ask, grinning.

“Isn’t lying too low for you? Just admit you couldn’t control yourself.” I sat up slowly, running a hand through my hair. “Have you forgotten how drunk you were? You were moaning my name.” Her expression hardened instantly.“Get out,” she said coldly. “You spiked my drink.” I chuckled under my breath and got up, walking over to grab my trousers. “You’re so dramatic, Irina. Next time, try not to enjoy it so much.” I pulled them on and headed toward the door but not before catching the small, almost reluctant smile tugging at her lips.

I want to find Beckett, I want to kill him myself and I want to kill Eleanor. "Adrian, do the honour!" I hear somebody shouting. I look in the direction of the voice and I find Amelia holding James Davidson, the asshole who used to torture my lady. "Gladly." I smirk and crush his skull with my own hands as I mimic the extreme power of Roland since the distance between me and him allows me to mimic his power. "That's for hurting my girl!" I spit before rushing to find Beckett. I need to find him.

The distant scent of cherry blossoms on the alpha's clothes was being wiped away with the disgusting scent in front of him. Xavier snarled at the loss of the scent. He wanted that comforting scent of Vernon's and wished he could wash off this disgusting scent on his body. A heavy weight fell on his lap and his eyes snapped up to find Irina grinding on him. Soft moans that were meant to entice an alpha sounded horrible to Xavier's ears. It wasn't Vernon's moans. “I can give you so much more, alpha,” Irina breathed out. “I can give you a son or more. Better than what your whore can do. Money, status, a higher step in society. Anything that you want to achieve, I can help you with it.”

Emotional, easy to take advantage of, has zero self-awareness. Shiny golden hair (Hart favourite's thing in the world), blue eyes, 173cm, fit but soft. Likes to play video games and do chemical experiments, wishes to marry Hart. Irene Evanoff:- 15 years old, third-year middle schooler, sixth-ranked according to her academic scores. Russan, currently living in America