Honkai Impact Ao3 Novels & Stories

I know it’s kinda cliche but we all want young adult stories at times to remind us of our teenage days (LOL). I’m off to writing my new baby. It’s titled The Alpha’s Cursed Mate and also available on Goodnovel. SPOILER ALERT: it’s a werewolf fantasy romance. I hope you’ll give it a shot. Scroll to the next page to get a sneak peek of The Alpha’s Cursed Mate!!!

My wolf Abyss starts howling as my lips finally connect with hers, my whole body comes alive, within moments her arms have reached up and are pulling me closer, her taste, smell and touch have set my whole body on fire. "Ocean bro, we are in the air, are you two hungry?" Acres banging on the door brings us back to earth. Desert shoves me off her and growls "You pig" Chuckling I yell back through the door "I'll be there in a sec mate" before turning back to my mate and taking in her flushed appearance

He asked, “Who is this Anzu exactly?” Reiko smiled. “Anzu Okita. She’s the disciple of one of the ten grandmasters of Ryokan, Ryubei O’Hara. “You saw what she could do. She’s amazing with a sniper and outstanding when it comes to close combat. She was caught because Kaze Lee is a monster, and she was out of luck. “I can also assure you she is still a virgin. I believe with her skillset, and her identity, your brother will be interested in her. If Aaron marries her, he will get the support of the O’Hara family of Ryokan.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

“I’m Princess Nya of Frindom, and I have come to slay the dragon that terrorizes our kingdoms. That’s who I am! Now, if you’ll kindly step aside so that I can find him, I would greatly appreciate it!” “Find him?” the man in black repeated before he gave a slight chuckle and shook his head. Whatever he found amusing about that statement, he didn’t elaborate at the moment. Instead, he continued his inquiry, as if Nya owed him an explanation. “If you are princess of Frindom, what are you doing in Goodhorn?”

So he just tries to think positively. But when they keep walking, Hikari saw that there were three pens on the ground. It seems like it was a clue for them. So he picks it up and keeps it. Kazuki then says to them "Wait, did three of you are an artist? Or it is just one of you?" Hikari then answers Kazuki's question by saying "It is just two of us who handling art things." Kazuki then just stays silent. Hikari got a curiosity about that but maybe it was because Kazuki just thinking about what kind of things that he should ask them. It was a long time of thinking. But when Hikari looked around, suddenly he was reminded of how did he enter the quantum memory for the first time.

I fought, forcing my breath steady through panic. Speak true. But my mouth wouldn’t move. The black water wasn’t just on my skin. It was in my throat. In my lungs. In my thoughts. Dax’s voice cut through the ink, strained. “Aria—fight it. That water is a leash.” Kieran’s coal voice overlapped, pleased. “Let it in.” My ribs tightened. The mate bond twanged—weak now, not gone—but still present like a bruise that never fully healed.

What surprised me was the bruises on his half-naked body and his being chained to a collar with a stars-damn leash. When Jase collars and leashes, it’s fun. I don’t mind being his hound, but when we play, Jase has never once abused me like what has been done to Carson. Did Razor ever give him a safe word? Probably not, since his play isn’t sexual regarding men. It’s mental. Mine is Dorayaki. It’s my favorite dessert I get whenever I visit Japan on business with Ryder. They are mini pancakes that sandwich savory meats and red bean paste between them. Yum!

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.