Light Slime Novels & Stories

I knew it was because they had seen the slave band on my hand. "But, sir, she's a slave," a woman exclaimed, her voice laced with disdain. She seemed to be struggling to keep her emotions in check. "Someone who possesses the no-spending-limit Black Exclusive Card can't be a slave," Mr. Smithson declared, his voice firm and authoritative as the executives gasped in shock. "And if she is, one way or another, a slave," Mr. Smithson continued, "then she is a slave with honor." He turned to me, a hint of apology in his voice. "I am sorry, ma'am, if the word 'slave' gets you angry."

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

Even if my eyes were open, I could still see her vividly. I arranged my pallet until everything was set, the only thing left to do is to get the brush and strike it in different ways to present her perfectly. White, Yellow Ochre, and Cadmium Red were inviting me, just by looking at them I knew I'd get her complexion seamlessly. Her skin is fair and glossy, like white sand radiating under the heat of the afternoon sun, or almonds blanched and then peeled. I'll add Cerulean for her blush.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

After successfully climbing the stairs, the man immediately typed in the password for his door and the door just opened. Olivia also climbed the stairs and carried the rest of the lighter groceries. When the woman was almost at the last stairs, her steps suddenly stopped after seeing a small lump of snow that suddenly fell. Olivia's gaze shifted to the sky which had begun to lower the small white lumps more and more this time.

-Anxiety- he laughed skeptically -you have no idea what it feels like to barely breathe, I seriously prefer to have my whole body slit than go through it again- -It will not happen again, it only happens once, it is the proof that you found your true partner, also I put a painkiller that will keep your wolf calm for a few hours, so take advantage and sleep but later your body will be the one that bill you. -Speaking of the bill, the bathroom arrangement is on your own- Serguei said seriously but with a touch of joke at the end of the sentence. The other two looked at the cracked slab under their hands. Cristian didn't even have the strength to laugh-

It’s a dark purple, it’s so enormous and poisonous upon breathing the smoke it releases. Samael laughed insanely, like there’s no tomorrow. Evil like him doesn’t just give up so easily and he’ll do everything to conquer the entire magic realm. Alice and the sisters frowned. It was the first time they saw a powerful devil slime and they couldn’t identify its weakness because its body is not just slimy but it also becomes a poisonous smoke when Demonise tries to slice it and it will grow back like nothing happened. This type of slime is so dangerous because the smoke could kill when inhaled.

Slate was on his own. Nya sank down behind what seemed to be an old abandoned house and hugged her knees to her chest. She dropped her head and took in a few deep breaths as more visions danced before her eyes. Normally, she got these flickers of the future only seconds before they unfolded, but these seemed to be far off in the future. She saw herself and Slate sneaking into a castle, a dark one, large and menacing, one she’d never seen before. She saw a beautiful shimmering gem the size of her fist in her open palm. She saw Slate in his dragon form in chains…. Did that mean, if she were to help him, he’d be captured by the enemy? If that was the case, he’d be better off to let her go.

The man’s expression remained somber, but a cold sigh escaped his heart. Reece noticed Dave still didn’t look happy, but it didn’t dampen her mood. She smiled to herself as she looked around the room, her clear eyes taking in everything new. To her, Dave’s room was all black, white, and gray—terribly monotonous. Even the gleaming golden glass on the table beside the wardrobe stood out as something rare.

I said, and he smiled at me. “You’re ready,” he said, and I could feel its power in my veins. “Hylja sála. Envision it, see it, want it, be it, and you’ll get it right.” I closed my eyes again, and I saw the flames spread up my arms and envelope me. I felt the burn of magic on the inside and on the outside. “Hylja sála.” Kiran started laughing, and I opened my eyes. He was looking around the clearing, and I grinned.