K Seri Awashima Novels & Stories

Nneamaka laughed. “Uwa eju afo (nothing on earth can satisfy)” Ejima added as they returned their attention to the cassava. She was about to pick the third cassava when she suddenly felt a weight on her head. She tried to lift her hand, to make sure she was not imagining things, but her hands would not obey. They had developed minds of their own, causing Ejima's world to spin. The strength in her body had veered into the strength of water, and every attempt to make sense of the situation threatened to mask her world with darkness.

There was not a single scratch on Natsumi. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: the matches of the shin sekai tournament led to a great innovation of cameras and photography as people wanted to clearly see what was going on in the arena.

**Haru:** “Missed you too, sis.” Seras pulls back—hands on his shoulders—then her eyes flick past him. To Mia—standing a step behind, still in Haru’s hoodie, silver hair wild, amber eyes huge and stunned. Seras’s smile softens—knowing, warm. **Seras:** “And you must be Mia.” Mia freezes—mouth open, breath caught. She’s staring at living history. Seras Nakamura—Sunrise Cheer Vice Captain, Void Swarm killer, one of the four who ended the war.

I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.

I heard a voice ask. I shook my head, and shut my eyes, trying to calm down. “Here, have a bottle of water.” A bottle of water was pressed into my hand, I twisted the bottle open and took a long drink. Because even though I felt like I drowned and was brought out of the water, my throat was parched. I opened my eyes. I blinked rapidly, my vision swimming before slowly coming into focus. White light flooded my eyes from above, harsh and unfamiliar. I could fully focus on my surroundings now. A couple of people were watching me, curiosity and concern etched on their faces.

she screamed manically. Avamarie lifted her arms and pulled two trees out of the ground behind her. With a twist the saplings exploded sending bark and wood flying everywhere. When the chips settle the two pieces were formed into spears then she flicked her wrists and sent them flying at Jenevive. Jenevive swiped a hand in front of her and a wall of fire sprung up incinerating the trees on contact. She pushed her hands forward and the wall sped across the clearing straight at Avamarie. I was shocked that there was not a single blade of grass burned in its wake.

But the moment he sees the photos of Serin’s paintings in the next slide, cold shivers instantly cover him. His hands intensely tremble. His body almost freezes. With an overwhelming shock, what he is seeing extremely flustered him. Serin’s paintings such as “Those autumn leaves and you”, “Unruffled”, “Kissing the horizon” and “Hues” are those oddly shocking scenarios that he already saw before. Not somewhere else, but in Serin's eyes. Many years already passed but Jeremy's memory could still clearly recall those flashing scenarios that he oddly saw in Serin's eyes before.

Sera's eyes are completely obsidian now. Barima opens her mouth to produce another violent scream and Sera snatches her jaw and holds it open. Barima pries frantically at Sera's claws but can't budge her iron grip. Sera jerks the jaw harshly and quick, the loud popping sound only muted by Barima's cries of agony. Sera slings her to the side and walks to Axar, now normal eyed again and worried about having scared the boy. This is all the opportunity Barima needed as she rushes Sera's retreating back with her knife in hand. Sera senses her and bends backward to catch her and slam her down in one of the most bizarre moves I've ever seen.

“He’s the one who protected Rowan. The one who came for me.” Seris blinked once. Then twice. And then the room shattered like glass. They were back in the clearing. Only now, Seris was standing outside the cradle, hand in Rowan’s, her feet barely touching the ground. “I remember,” she said. “My name is Seris. I am the Third Flame.” A roar split the sky. Overhead, the Ash Moon cracked. From its depths poured a darkness thicker than night, swirling into a vortex above the tree. The Hollows screamed as the light burned them away, but in their place rose something far worse.

It felt like the suit was sewn on his body, making him appear to be scarier. ''Hi.'' He broke the trance of Lauren. ''Oh, Hi. Sebastian?" She wanted to confirm his identity before handing Elysia to him. ''Yeah.'' His black eyes had the power to suck someone's soul. Although he looked really promising, there was something unsettling about him. Elysia glanced at him over Lauren's shoulder. While he also gazed behind her friend to look at her from head to toe and his dark, emotionless eyes were suddenly filled with the heat and Elysia felt like he was lighting every single space of her body on fire.