Kyogre Novels & Stories

{Name: Kirou} {Race: Werewolf(Lycan/Human)} {Class: Weapon Master} {Subclass: Crafting Master} {Weapons: Gunblade Tonfas(damaged), Beginner Knife} {Armor: Swampland Leather Armor Set (vest, pants, gloves, boots, crocodile helmet), Mysterious Bead(???)} {Level: 10} {HP: 696/696 (396+100+200)} {MP: 580/580 (330+100+150)}

I said. “About that…I am the key keeper of the gates of the heavens. I actually am friends with Zephyrine’s father, the God of the Wind and Guardian of the Gate of heavens. Since Zephyrine’s mother, my sister, died I’ve taken her as my own.” He explained. Oh, so he isn’t a beast-man.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

His dark hair fell in waves around his face, and his eyes glinted with a dangerous light. "What do you want?" Maya spat, barely containing her fury. The rogue king's smirk widened. "I have information that may interest you." Maya raised an eyebrow, her anger momentarily replaced by curiosity. "What kind of information?" The rogue king leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Kylian's pack has been competing with yours for territory. They've been encroaching on your land, stealing your prey. They're trying to take over." Maya's anger flared back to life. "I already knew that. What does it have to do with you?"

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

Yosef-hyung ordered. “There is Bacchus, he’s bald with a moustache. He’s the one in charge of them. Atlas, tall and dark with long hair. Then Minotaur, muscular but short. Another one is Cupid, a pretty boy with red hair. And lastly, Pegasus. He has a scar on the forehead.” Tristan stated. “It’s funny that their aliases goes along well with Olympus.” Miko joked. Yosef-hyung glared at him and he kept his mouth shut. He continued typing on his laptop. “Got it, hyung.” He said.

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

Focus, Ri. Legion Vega is sitting beside me, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. He’s Arkyn’s youngest, the one who doesn’t carry the baggage of Legacy’s reputation. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen; tall and lanky. He has long blond hair, a stark contrast to Legacy’s black hair, and when I first saw him, the color of his eyes surprised me. One is the red of his Lycan, the other is purple. “His hybrid status is still in question,” Arkyn had said. “We’ve met his Lycan and tailed beast, but that doesn’t explain the purple eye.”

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.