Korosensei Novels & Stories

Gordon watched everything with a soldier’s stillness. Sheetal drove the next words. He is our mate. He is king. Then say it. If he is Korrin, his Honshu is who. I held Krav’s eyes. “If you are Korrin. If you are what they say. What is your Honshu’s name.” He did not move. His mouth did not open. His gaze sharpened until it felt carved into me. Heat pressed behind my eyes. Then his voice hit me where no one could hear it.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

At the far end, a moat separated our grounds from the outer corridor. I paused in its center, breathing in the silent promise of battle. This courtyard would soon roar with the sound of steel and magic. I allowed myself a brief smile. Footsteps approached, and I turned to see Ser Korous across the yard, baton in hand, overseeing a group of young minions drilling on basic sword stances. He spotted me and strode forward, torchlight dancing in his eyes. “Lord Sebastian,” he greeted, voice measured. Korous was tall and lean, with a scar running down his left cheek,a trophy from an early skirmish. His twin swords were always at his side, each sheathed in black leather.

“I’m Maxim.” “I’m no angel, but I did kill demons before. There is no way I would ever worship them,” said Coralis. The transport landed and a taxi picked up Rodger and another human. “If you use the internet, look up The Secret Posse,” said Sebastian to Rodger as he exited the transport. “There is something I keep wondering,” said Coralis to Frank as the transport left the ground, “you said they didn’t touch you, yet I very much felt that pain and saw that bruise on your shoulder. How?”

"The Big Boss, Ozgur Doğan." "I don't want to fight with you." Ozgur looked at Orochi. "So, Piss off!" Ozgur turned around, but Orochi took out a long chain from behind his back, Orochi wanted to wrap his chain around Ozgur's body. But before that, Ozgur had caught the chain with one of his hands, Ozgur turned to Orochi and shook his head. "You should study in college, I don't want to hurt you." Ozgur's words stopped, when he knew Orochi was about to release something, again. Ozgur immediately pulled the chain, he ran over and kicked Orochi. The chain was still holding by both of them, while the knife that was about to be unsheathed was already held by Ozgur and the chain was instantly cut.

I heard him cursed right away as he threw a death glare towards me. "What's happening here?" I froze in my spot when I heard a familiar voice approaching us. "Weakling?" I asked with a frown. He glared and motioned me to shut up. "Froze..." That Supreme Stupid Council mumbled. "Beau..." That weakling guy answered back. So Froze is his name, huh? He glanced at me with his ocean-blue eyes before looking back at Beau. I don't know, but I somehow feel safe. "It's none of your business. We're talking." Beau said irritatedly. My mouth hangs open. This man!

said Corona. “Inkcanius Splatoonus, is one inkling you don’t want to mess with, he created the Infinitiverse with his own fingertips. Not mention he can match anymore regardless if the enemy is strong or not” Sasuke explained. Corona was shocked “wait I’m dealing with an god!?” said Corona. “Yes, you are and once you pissed off a god, he will use his full wrath to anyone that threatens his Inifinitiverse or his creations” said Sasuke.

Jesse's eyes darted across the room. A dark-haired girl on the other side of the floor caught his attention. She was swaying, almost worshipping, surrendering to the enchanting melody. It was as if she was trapped in her own world, caught in a binding spell. She was holding her beer bottle way up in the air, eyes closed. Her lashes looked like thick, dark curved lines from afar. Her radiant light olive skin glowed in the dim yellow lights of the Castello. She looked spectral, ethereal, like a dream.

His hair was wavy black and there’s some of it that frame the right side of his face like bangs, the rest of it were tied in a braid that fell to his shoulder. Serenity oozed from this man and the gaze this man gave him was warm. Darrion was reminded of Gilbert when he saw this man. The only difference is that Gilbert is sometimes giving off that mischievous glint in his smile while this man is not. His smile looks genuine. “Myoga-sensei. This windlet insisted on me giving away information about our patient.” The other man said in Shouha. “Hm? Let me see…” The tall doctor examined the broken form. “Kuro-kun, eh? Why would you be interested in Kuro-kun?” the man asked in universal language wi

“Okay, what should I write? Half of the S Class students are human-skinned monsters like Kuroyuki? I demand an explanation!” “Are you sure it’s exactly ‘half’…?” “Hmm…? Oh. On second thought, Kronos is probably just slightly above average. In terms of physically and magically… The reason Kronos’s strong is because of his ‘Elemental’ power and his brain.” “Yes, you could say he’s an engineering genius with high compatibility with his element.” “But still, how is he able to verify that August is holding the legit Crepusculum Ignotum?”