Kirito X Sinon Novels & Stories

" He touched her and she went down; dead instantly. I went to the next man and asked, "Your name and title?" He stood tall, "I am Beta Keylon and this my mate Lilith." I asked, "Were you in cooperation with the Alpha’s plan for Lara?" He added, "That little bitch needed to die for trying to overthrow the Luna. Her and her useless pup." I noticed the whole time he was talking his mate was nodding in agreement. King Izzoth touched them both, at the same time, and they dropped dead.

I looked over and saw that the man was holding the tome again. “Daire Krvna the only surviving member of the Krvna coven. You shall bond with Lucrezia. Take your ceremonial blade and make her bleed.” Daire gently grabbed my arm. He caressed me with his thumb no doubt trying to soothe the panic that was slowly starting to rise in me. He ran the blade across my forearm. Blood started to pool and drip. Daire then handed me the blade. I was suddenly light again. I got to my feet. This time when the tome was placed back on the podium and the man started to chant it didn’t enter my body the same way it just had. This time Daire dropped to his knees. His hands flew to his temples. He ground his tee

Sinjin hoped his interaction with the boys would signal to Kyle that his children did not want him around. "What are you doing here?" Sinjin demanded as he approached Kyle. "I should ask you the same thing," Kyle replied. "My boys go to this school." "Really?" Sinjin arched his brow, feigning ignorance. "What are their names?" "You know them. Troy and Tristan," Kyle answered. Kyle briefly wondered why Sinjin was pretending not to know who Kyle's sons were, especially since Sinjin was there for the same reason. He decided not to confront Sinjin about his attitude and chose to play along with Sinjin's game until he could uncover Sinjin's plans.

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

Silver eyes glowed in the dim light. Gasps rippled through the group. “No way…” “The Silverfang pup?” “He’s supposed to be dead.” Kael’s voice was low. Deadly calm. “I’m not here to talk about the past. I’m here to end it. Vortigern dies. Who’s with me?” Silence. Then the red-haired woman grinned. “Name’s Kira. Lost my brother to those bastards. I’m in.” One by one, the others stepped forward. Good.

“I fear they will target me first. A low-born consort makes an easy weakness to exploit. Perhaps I should return to my old quarters—” “No,” both Elara and Darius said at once. “You are part of this triad,” Darius declared, tilting Liora’s chin up for a fierce kiss. “We rise or fall together. Tonight, we’ll formalize it with a blood rite in the lunar temple. The packs will witness our unbreakable bond under the Blood Moon’s gaze.”

Her silence was slowly starting to scare him, which is weird because he never gets scared when it has something to do with Serenity. But whatever her response would be, he knew one thing would always be certain, he would not stop apologizing until she is finally ready to forgive him. He would make sure that no matter what happens, she would learn to forgive him. Serenity on the other hand felt conflicted. She was battling with herself and her principles at the moment. Accepting to be his friend again only meant one thing; She would be back into his life again and she would not be able to escape all of those things that she tried to escape. She would not be able to avoid him and what's worse,

While his classmates reveled in the familiarity of their small-town lives, Damon yearned for something more—something beyond the confines of Crestwood's borders. Among his close-knit circle of friends were Jason, Cody, and Michael—companions who shared Damon's indifference to wealth and status. Jason, Damon's childhood confidant, infused their group with his infectious energy and penchant for mischief. Cody, the calm and level-headed member, provided a grounding presence with his wise counsel. Michael, the wild card, added an element of spontaneity to their dynamic, always eager for thrilling escapades.

“Let's talk, Kaira.” I recognized him then. I recognized his icy-blue eyes and nearly white, curly hair. His name was Soren. He belonged to Jarith's personal squad of warriors—the fucking elite. My stomach roiled as he looked at me and gave me a cold smile. “You can turn this to your favor, you know?” I inwardly cursed but then shifted and grabbed the mantle to cover myself. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you this instant,” I hissed.

I asked. As Nutty pulled me down the mountain, he explained, "My uncle told me there's a spider on Crimson Mountain. The villagers also call it the Seduction Spider. "This creature can mimic human voices, calling people by name. As soon as the person being called responds, they immediately fall under its poison, become entranced, and run to its nest to die." Nutty spoke while his feet never stopped moving, dragging me along at breakneck speed. I said anxiously, "The cattle! The commune's cattle are still in the mountains!"