Max Prestige Lightskin Novels & Stories

"You think these humans can protect you from me?" "I think this can!" Maximus snarls. He pulls a pair of heavy, iridescent shackles from his belt. They shimmer with a fine, floating mist—silver dust, suspended in an electromagnetic field. It’s a restraint designed to paralyze a wolf’s nervous system. Maximus lunges past the HRB agents, driven by a psychotic need to reclaim the power he thinks I stole. He reaches for my arm, the silver-dusted shackles swinging toward my skin.

I was glad that not everything about my pack had been destroyed, though it was currently in the hands of my enemies. It smoothed every imperfection like an airbrush and was twice as light. My eyes sparkled in the low light as I reapplied my dark cherry red lipstick. The color made my pale skin seem luminous and this particular shade was special to the luxury Fluorite-based make-up company that anyone of quality and wealth would recognize. It was a subtle calling card as was my choice of gown with its classic neckline. I would stand out in the lineup like a marble statue of a goddess among cheap idols.

He stands in front of the mirror completely naked, examining his fangs, which have increased in sharpness, and his body, which has changed slightly in shape, as it has become more dilemma than before, due to his drinking of Lian's blood, so that Peter quickly lowers his head down Peter Quietly: My Prince, His Majesty, is waiting for Your Highness and Princess in the Throne Hall Maximus examines himself: Well, I see, Pete, is the change that has occurred to me evident enough? Peter does not look and still looks down: Congratulations on your new appearance, my prince, and yes, of course, you are visible, you are naked Maxmus gropes his tattoo with a frown: Even the tattoo has changed its shape

“I assure you, Pet, I am far better than Primus.” My eyes begin to adjust and the person before me becomes easier to discern. I was a fool to think that he could be Primus. They have a passing resemblance only as far as build and the cut of their chin, but that is where the resemblance ends. Where Primus has hair as green as the sea, long and flowing, this person has hair that is as white as clouds, bluntly cut just above his skin to create a foglike haze as he moves his head. His skin is golden, not tan, golden as if painted with fine metals and his eyes do not hold any of the warm richness of the earth, instead, they are cold, almost without color or light.

She's more open to her friends now. Maximo had turned from an Indigo Rank Advance level into Purple Rank Novice level. His professions advanced a lot. He is now a 4th Devine Peak Alchemist and A 5th Novice Array Master. Maximo focused on cultivating. Whenever he has time, he would train his archer skills and gun skills. He didn't want his skills to turn into waste. His archery skills had killed a lot of spirit bests. He became bulkier and manlier. His voice was deeper than before, His body proportions had improved a lot and it made him manly.

He asked with an uneasiness in his voice. The doctor nodded gravely. "I'm afraid so." "That's unacceptable," Antonio growled, his eyes flashing with fierce determination. "I need her to be flawless, with no scars marring her body, especially not on her stomach. Do you understand? Prescribe whatever scar-reducing medication is available and have her fully recovered within a week. I won't tolerate seeing her like this." "Yes sir, we will do something about that." One of the doctors replied shivering all over.

‘If you would please, I’m trying to concentrate on this Ultimate Rejuvenation pill for the patient,’ Blake called back to the Sword. “My, my. We are not the touchy ones, are we? My past owner was never this sensitive,” Silver Light said, not revealing that her past owner would criticize her nagging and put her in her scabbard to keep her from talking. Finally, Blake finished creating five new high-grade Ultimate Rejuvenation pills with Silver Light, commenting that her Previous Owner would have created ten with all of the materials Blake had used. Sighing, Blake went up to the sleeping dragon, placed two Ultimate Rejuvenation pills into his mouth, and stood back and waited for the results.

Jack stood on the central floating platform, completely overwhelmed by the sheer, staggering magnitude of the adoration. He was dressed not in his torn, old-world clothes, but in a custom-tailored tunic of woven white hard-light silk that perfectly complemented his slender, delicate frame. His chameleon skin was flushed with a constant, ethereal pink luminescence. Everywhere he stepped, a trail of physical Pink Blossoms bloomed against the steel and dissolved into fragrant light. He was the absolute center of their universe, and the Pink High was intoxicating. "They're cheering for us, Marcus," Jack whispered, a breathtaking, genuine smile stretching across his face.

Everyone looked at the lightsaber and congratulated Max and they were happy that their friend got a good and rare mod, as lightsaber limb mods were really hard to acquire and were not easily found. "Move, let me try ", said Jasmine, who was the most talkative one in the group. Everyone left way for Jasmine, " Scan complete, Jasmine Ray do you wish to spin your free spin of this year? and the same process was repeated and she acquired a B-grade gravity control mod, which allows her to control gravity over some area for a limited amount of time, it was a body mod and was fitted in her body. She shouted in joy and moved over to let her friends try their hand.

He is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. “Great Mother, that is a fine male,” Maximo purrs excited. Max is not wrong. I have seen males while training but no one even came close to what Magnus offered. Every inch of his body was sculpted not to make him look good. To make him look lethal. And he is. When he turns I see on his back, a long thick scar. If that rumor is true, I am fairly certain that all the others will be too. “Don’t ogle him,” I chastise Max and I get up to get away from him.