Korra Book Novels & Stories

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

I let out a sigh. "It's just your bag, Aricka," I said, relieved. One by one I picked up my belongings that were now scattered on the floor. Annoying, how come it fell?! I got everything, except for the book that was still under the bed. I immediately lay down to see where it was, and when I saw it I immediately picked it up. I was about to put it back in the bag when it suddenly opened and warmed up. There was some light coming out of it so I was dazzled. I tried to close the book, but it seemed to have a life of its own, it resisted me. Fear began to creep into me as the book got hotter, if I couldn’t let it go I would burn out.

There was only bookcase after bookcase filled to the point of overflowing with books, rolled pieces of parchment, and files. "I'm not the one who just got over being poisoned. I'm perfectly fine standing, princess." I just sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to give this one up, and sat down in the chair. Nova instantly hopped off my shoulders and took a piece of meat for herself. She knew I didn't mind. Honestly, I was so used to maybe eating once a day that coming here was the most food I've ever even seen in a day, let alone could actually eat myself.

“If you still don’t believe me, look at this.” Rikka showed a dusty brown book titled ‘The Magic and Its Origins’ in Archipelrunska runes. Judging from the condition of the book, it seems to have been published a long time ago. “This is the first version of Reki Vidmann’s book with the original title. The content is still very original. There are no changes at all, including the author’s notes. Try reading this section,” Without even chanting a single incantation, the book was suddenly enveloped in light and floated like a bubble towards Alisa. Rikka turned out to be a high-level light magical girl.

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

"Something that'll transport us to another world for a while." Kora quirks an eyebrow, her gaze thoughtful. "Sounds good to me," she says, her voice filled with mock-disbelief. Kora reaches for a book, the cover embossed with a dragon and a swordsman locked in battle. "How about this one?" she asks, handing me the book. "Looks like plenty of action." I take the book, my eyes skimming the synopsis on the back cover. "It could be good," I say, my voice thoughtful. "But I think I might prefer something a bit more... cerebral."

I blush while looking over at Raven who approaches me with a few books in hand. “What did you find?” I question while holding up a pair of shorts checking if they will fit. I smiled when I see Rebecca grabbing tank tops in colors, she knows I love. “I found a couple pregnancy books that look good, and I found this one of Viking stories it reminds me of Vaari,” Raven answers while showing me the books and I smile remembering Mummo Adaline and Vaari Jyrki always reading us stories. “They look good, thank you,” I smile while grabbing the story book and open it seeing that it looks like Mummo’s book or at least the illustrations do.

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

This is it. Stepping further inside, my fingers traced the spines of books as I scanned the titles, searching for anything related to priestesses. After a few minutes, I found a section labeled Sacred Lineages and pulled out the first book that caught my eye. I was just about to settle into one of the chairs when the door creaked open. I turned, expecting maybe Brandon or Alpha Rhett—because, apparently, he had a habit of appearing whenever I least expected it—but instead, it was Ares.