Korosensei Novels & Stories

A scowl replaced his smile. “It’s nice to see you both bonding.” Scratching the side of his lips, "Congratulations. But I'm sorry to break your hearts. This nonsense between both of you ends now. It pains me that I have to kill you so fast, so my coronation can go ahead. Sorry, Brother.” The beast chuckled in amusement, his grip on me behind him harden. “You are a coward, Vogar. How were you born before me when you can’t even stand me in a battle? You had to bring the whole fucking pack here.”

Half a second later, a soul eater came skidding around the corner with its black eyes never leaving its target. She raced right towards me allowing me to grab her and basically toss her into the room with Bianca. I slammed the door shut just as the creature was almost on top of me. I put my back to the door so this creature wouldn't be able to get me on the ground and hopefully give me the advantage. However, I hadn't anticipated this creature being as fast as it was on all fours. As soon as I was turned back around and my back against the door, the soul eater was on me. It looked more animal than human and once it was in front of me it slammed its hands into the door right by my legs and us

I asked and pulled his shoulder to let him lean his back on the chair. "Ceres is an Incubus ." Jiroo groaned as he lay his head on my shoulder. "She drains me out." "What?" I asked, laughing the word's out but when I realized what he was trying to say, my eyes widened and grabbed his shoulders. "Wow, congrats!" I beam and ruffle his hair happily. "Yeah, congratulations to you, too." He said teasingly, he lifted up his head and blinked his eyes at me. "Roo, you seem so sleepy, wanna go–."

“You’ve seen what’s coming.” The tallest among them stepped forward first — a statuesque woman with ink-dark skin and golden tattoos coiled like snakes up her arms. Her gaze met mine with a strange sort of recognition, like she was seeing something beneath my skin that even I didn’t know was there. “I am Corin,” she said. “Shield and blade of the eastern sect. I was told I would find a storm here, but I didn’t expect the fire behind its eyes.” “Wow,” Orion muttered under his breath beside me, “they really send their poets to war.”

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

The one whose name my people still cursed in their prayers. But my traitorous eyes refused. They drank him in greedily tracing the corded muscles of his arms visible even beneath the armour, the way his chest rose and fell with calm, controlled breaths, the faint scar that sliced through one dark brow. He was beautiful in the way storms are beautiful terrifying and mesmerising all at once. Soren Masuda was raw power wrapped in divine grace. A strange forbidden ache bloomed low in my belly. Shame followed instantly, hot and bitter on my tongue. Stop it, Evelise. He is not yours to look at.

I was sure I was going to finally do it when suddenly, Nikolas Sica put his arms around me and hugged me tight. My eyes widened as I breathed in his cologne. “What are you doing?” I stammered. “I really was the worst, wasn’t I?” He whispered, finally breaking our hug. I felt a pit in my stomach when our bodies detached. It was the strangest sensation to ever flow through me. He was the enemy. Why did his touch make me this jelly? I wondered if it was the pent up emotions I had put under lock and key craving freedom? I was stupid enough to look into his eyes and get entangled in that old Greek charm. The insides of my cheeks gave a weird taste as my cheeks continued to burn. The sides of my m

After finishing up with the six boys , he turned to look at her . " Chelsea Rosalie Kaisen , the super star of this empire " said Bacchus drawling each and every word of his sentence " You are supposed to be the strongest of all , with your dual core but instead you are the weakest , instead of using your mana in its true form you sublimed it , and now you are using a horrible rip off - a secondary perfected product of your original power ..Its disappointing to see how you can't control the true essence of your own mana !"

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

When it comes to durability in fights you have already passed this test. Ban:Haha well then all that is left is learning spells while maintaining him. Let me try this incantation I learnt from Reiya '' SELO DE FOGO DO INFERNO'' * * Hellfire_Seal