Isekai Shoukan Novels & Stories

Right at the power that was sleeping because I told it to. And I mouthed one word. “Shift!” It wasn’t a shout. It wasn’t a command. It was permission. Isla’s body went rigid in Lucian’s arms. Her eyes opened. They weren’t brown anymore. They were silver. Energy poured out of her. Not lightning. Not light. Something older. It hit the ground and the ground died. It hit the air and the air screamed. It hit Lucian and Elias and Jace and Caelan and it threw them.

It reminded him of a bear in a forest. Ulkiniki. "Aegis..." the man drawled, as a child would when pronouncing a word for the first time, and his breath smelled of death and decay. "...Immortal..." Sethlzaar collected himself, awoken by the smell and pain. Black sparks flew from the point where veils met club, and the man regarded him. The weight of the club reduced. It was but for a fraction of a time, and Sethlzaar took advantage. He shoved his enemy back.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Two red lights appeared beyond the doorway. “The question you should ask is…” The darkness seemed to smile. “…why were you brought back?” Evelina froze. [SYSTEM ERROR.] [MEMORY SEAL DETECTED.] [MEMORY FRAGMENT RESTORATION IN PROGRESS.] Suddenly, images flashed through her mind. A white room. A strange machine. A woman standing behind glass. A familiar voice calling her name. Then Lucien appeared. But he was different. Older. Wounded. Standing beside the same machine. Evelina stumbled.

I took one more look at myself before heading for the door. The second my hand touched the knob, a zap went through me like electricity. I recoiled, shocked by whatever it was. The door opened at that moment, and my expression mirrored Tristan’s. He stared at his hand with the same bewilderment. “What’s wrong with both of you?” Orion asked, staring suspiciously. “Did we miss something?” “No,” Tristan exhaled. “I'm going ahead. I’ll see you guys there.” “Yeah.” “Caitlyn, what’s going on?” Mira questioned.

The Southlands priest once prophesied that the Duke of Winslet's house would produce a Saintess who could command every beast alive. I'd hidden the golden serpent mark on my wrist since childhood, but my cousin, Rose Winslet, flaunted a poisonous snake coiled around hers every day. When the marriage decree came, she got exactly what she wanted: the Crown Prince. I was given to the Seventh Prince instead, a man with two ruined legs whom the entire court despised. For six years after that, I trained hawks to carry messages and drove wolves through enemy lines, and it was my hands that put him on the throne. The day he was crowned, I told him, overjoyed, that I was the true beast-commandin

Isabel pointed her right hand forward and chanted an incantation. “TIDSFORVRENGNING VAIA!!” TRINGG Isabel created a giant shield wall with a glowing clock pattern. It immediately surprised everyone, including Sachiko. "WHAT?" BANGG Sachiko fired her glass bullet that shattered into several pieces at Isabel. But when the bullet penetrated the shield, it immediately stopped. Seeing what Isabel did made Sachiko furious. “DAMN YOU!! HOW DARE YOU DO ALL THIS JUST TO PROTECT OUR ENEMY!!” Sachiko shouted at her, but Isabel responded with a smile.

“So you’re telling me that it’s possible to— what— shot fire out of their hands or— or have someone fly in the air. Don’t tell me people here can bend physics and even make a wall of earth from a flick of a wrist. Is that what you’re telling me? Because it doesn’t make sense.” Her voice rambling on, her emotions getting out of hand. “I don’t know why you acting so worked up about. Some people can do that, some can’t. It all depends if you're lucky enough to have a core that’s top tier. Our world has always been directed by the principle of Essence. I don’t get why you don’t know this.” Oma was now looking suspiciously at her. Realizing how she sounded, she reeled in her emotions and shook he

The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach. "Any last words?" He sneered, leaning over me. I forced my gaze up, meeting his eyes. He grinned, warping the sun tattoo into an odd shape on his cheek. "Well?" I opened my mouth, about to cuss at him when he fell forward, covering me in a splatter of blood. I gasped. I'd thought the pain from him kicking me was bad, but the pain of his dead weight bearing down on my beaten body had me balancing the edge of consciousness. I looked up, trying to force the engulfing black away and met pale blue eyes. It seemed my guardian wasn't just a pretty face.

None said a word, as I reached to unveil the face, my hands began to shiver, I felt like my world was turning upside down, it was like the whole universe shut down. "Don’t!" He said and I tremble, I gulped looking down at the body, I can’t do this, but I have to do this. I have to know whose body is. My mind tells me it’s Khalil but my heart tells me it’s not. I let out a breath and reached to unveil it but one of the men held my hand "Don’t!" He said "I have to, I have to know whose body it is." "I’m sorry miss but I can’t let you."