Matt Sora Digimon Novels & Stories

Seven and the others' expressions turned dark when they saw what happened. "Hello, Ms. Mandy. I am Sora," Someone's voice rang from outside through a loudspeaker. "Let me tell you what's going on. You're already cornered. You're pretty strong, and you have quite the spirit. I've even lost quite a few followers because of you. But how long can you hold out in a war of attrition like this? Forget about escaping, how long can you survive even if you choose to hole up in this place?

Beta Zack saw my mate on the bed and then looked at me and said, "What is wrong with her?" I don't like the tone with which he asked, "Give her some respect." Beta Zack was taken aback and asked, "Apologies to my Alpha." I nodded. Beta Zack asked, "Can I know what is happening?" I replied straightforwardly, "Sara's a fake. This girl is my mate. We will protect her at any cost." Beta Zack got stunned and said, "Are you sure?" I got irritated by his question, "Do you think I will lie about something so big?"

Unfortunately, there was no Dragon Ball in this world, or else, Miyahara would tease Sorata that way. "Don't say such misleading things! People might think I belong to Sakurasou, right? And if the members of Sakurasou hear it, they might also misunderstand you!" Sorata was embarrassed by Miyahara's words, and looked around, and found out that the girls nearby looked at him with disgust while the boys were looking at him with a weird expression, at this moment, he was wondering where was his popularity that he had gotten in the morning before. "Good grief... at that time, I really should..."

said Sonylla. Meanwhile, as Coralis, Alejandro and Matasia finished killing off the djinns coming their way and looked around for more, they were suddenly thrown against the dormitory wall behind them, which broke Coralis’ hologram.

Meanwhile, Sora fixed a grim look at me and murmured, “Why does his voice sound so much like Cleo?” I immediately tried to explain, “It’s… me… Cleo… Brown…” However, my voice was broken into disjointed sequences because of the electric current running through me. I could barely form a complete sentence. That was when Damien, who was next to Sora, glared at me and stated angrily, “Not only is this bastard imitating Cleo's physique, he’s even imitating his voice! What unruly behavior!” Sora's initial suspicion turned into deep disgust following that statement. She declared, “Nobody can replace Cleo in my heart.”

From the sounds, I could tell he was watching more shows, looking up online for every article he could find on Sora. "Sora is alive." Elias said in relief when I sat beside him as tears poured down his eyes. He zoomed a picture of Sora holding his daughter, both laughing as they looked into each others eyes. Her name is Ramona Megumi York. She's two years old and her resemblance with Elias is uncanny. Her blonde hair extra curly, in pigtails. She had Elias' grey eyes with dimples that made her smile beautiful. She was a blend of their complexion, a little brown and had Sora's nose.

There were the Abbott, the Abbess, Matron Theresa, Teacher Sora and Teacher Thamus, Serio, and Carrola. Jai's eyes stayed longer on the Matron. He was quite worried at her, but it seems she was calm for now. "Welcome, Jai, Darrion. Thank you for answering my call," Teacher Sora said calmly. Jai inclined his head in respect. "If it's alright, sir. What is this about?" "I noticed Darrion's friend floating around this room just a few minutes ago, so I thought to just call you here," Teacher Sora said, glancing at Darrion with a small smile.

asked Augustus as he took a few steps forward, but Soraia put a very suspicious vampire to his defense, but with a difference, her eyes were not black with a red ruby in the center, but totally white and with a black drop. -Give her up, Augustus, she belongs to me now. Augusto remembered Miranda's wordsSoraia had returned, but without any memory. And if there is no one to hold her hand, she will be plunged into darkness forever. Augusto noticed that Julio Cesar continued with his disgusting litany, and sent him a "Shut up! -Shut up, you meddlesome wolf, and go away," returned Soraia harshly, and it was like being punched in the heart. Julio Cesar smiled, of course.

He said and I smiled. "I promise to use it wisely, Alpha..." He placed one is fingers on my lips immediately, and I was stunned. "Call me MATE! You are the Demon Alpha's Mate. Not just Ariana anymore, but my Luna. I love you, Ariana." With a heart full of joy, I smiled and laid on his chest.

A knock. Urgent. Sora’s second-in-command, a wiry woman named Fen, entered, breathless.“Your Majesty. There’s someone at the eastern gate.”My heart leapt.“Who?” Kira asked.“She won’t give her name. But she’s wounded. Burned. And she asked for you.”I didn’t wait for more. I was already moving, boots echoing down the stone corridors, cloak dragging behind me like a second shadow.The woman was slumped against the gate post when I arrived, blood crusted on her brow, her armor scorched. But even beneath the soot and pain, I recognized her.Sora.She looked up as I approached, and the eyes that met mine were wrong.Not broken.Changed.“Sora,” I breathed, falling to my knees beside her. “Where are the