May Manaphy Novels & Stories

His musculature looked sharper and more refined than that of my fellow Nymphomist peers who devoted themselves to swordplay and combat. Matteo's body jolted at the sensation of my grip. He stepped away from me as though my hand were a burning iron. Fury slowly replaced the panic in his eyes. "Enough!" he roared, his chest heaving with heavy breaths. The sudden movement sent me flipping backward onto the bed. Memories rushed into my mind. Damn. Now I remembered what kind of world this was. It was no wonder Matteo kept insisting he was hideous.

said Mannendake, the bamboo youkai, grinning as he swirled the flute on his fingers. "Welcome, Draco. This place was another dimension within the Sacred Mana Tree's trunk. This is where the spirits reside and meet with the help of Mana magic power. I am Mana, the spirit of the Sacred Mana Tree. The one wearing the red happi vest is Jizo, the leader of the Jizo Warabe spirit on the island on top of Genbu’s shell. And he who wears a bamboo kimono is the leader of the Mannendake spirit, the bamboo youkai. They have been the protectors of the Sacred Mana Tree from a long time ago,” replied Mana, a beautiful woman with moss-green hair that was straight at her waist and earth-brown eyes. Her ears

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

Which makes me lean into his touch, sighing contently. He wipes my tears away. Inquiring with a gorgeous smile. "Are you okay, Mate?" I nod taking a shaky breath. I really need to get over my fear of this guy. I mean he's not all that bad. I take in a deep calming breath and slowly release it. Asking, "Dagonae?" He averts his eyes looking agitated. "Yes he is Manuel's Nephilim. He's strong and mean-spirited with a nasty temper for no good reason." He looks at me again apologetically, “Again I’m Sorry he yelled at you.” He apologizes softly. He looks like he really was sorry. I'm relieved that wasn't Manny. But one of his.. individuals.