Menma Novels & Stories

She was an astounding beauty with long milky white hair. There was also another guy who Yman and the others know. It was the cousin of Mai, the guy named Brai. It looks like he acted low-key while traveling but in truth, he also was a rare talent. He also had the affinity in 3 elements. And had high mana capacity based on how brightly lit the bulb was. Mai on the other hand had 2 element affinity and had normal mana capacity. Same also with Chloe. And the girl who always with Almina.

The men and women who purchased Irena’s drug didn’t know that they were cannibals. Irena used dead bodies as the foundation for Lotus-9. She traveled from one Earth to another, abducting people and feeding them to a predatory alien species she gathered from a desolate star system. This predatory alien creature was called a Boneseeker Man. Irena owned thousands of them and she kept them locked inside warehouse space stations. She bred the monsters since they helped provide the resources she needed to create Lotus-9. After Irena discovered that a Boneseeker Man enjoyed eating human flesh, she provided a consistent amount of human flesh for the monsters to feed on every day. Irena also realized

This hurt as fuck, but when I walked to the lake nearby, it was worth every second of it. “So, you were in my head. Oh my god, I thought that I had some kind of torture-ridden paranoia.” I looked at the magnificent reflection of a white wolf tinged with a mixture of lilac, ash and golden ombré-like shine endings on the fur. It is hard to explain. She looked regal. She shared the shine, colour and shades of the full moon above us. “Lovely to meet you finally. My name is Meena,” she said. “Meena, it sounds as if it was derived from the mean”, I internally giggled. Meena scoffed, visibly annoyed with my smart-ass remark and responded: “Do you know, Missy, that this name is actually derived from

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?

This wielder of the Sinalawatan is no other than the tyrant sea God—Amanikable. Amanikable—the sea God with ferocious-looking oceanic-blue eyes, and an ill-tempered attitude that resembles the waves changing its approach on the shore from time to time. Why hadn't I notice it until now that this man they call master, the man who had held me here captive, and the man who had just saved me now is no other than the sea God, Amanikable? Is it because he's too modern-looking to be a God? He's too human in my vision to be compared to a mythical God? I shouldn't be surprised. I've already met the moon Goddess and even encountered the moon-eating beast, why would I even doubt their existence now?

She quickly asked, “Then, when?” The leader explained, “To awaken the Demon Lord’s memory, you first need an item.” “What is it?” “The mnemonia.” The leader explained, “On the Bridge of Lamentation, souls will drink Lethe’s elixir to forget about their past and start over. All beings that pass through the Bridge of Lamentation must drink it. “In her hands, she also holds the mnemonia that can reawaken memories and reveal everything. Once you get the mnemonia, you can awaken the Demon Lord’s memory.”

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

Kas squeals and stands up, preventing Bronx from taking another dig at me. “Menae? Hmm. I saw something about that in a more recent book. Let me go get it.” Reggie looks at the page in Kas’s book then gets a book he was looking at. “The Menae are fifty children of the Moon Goddess and the human king Endymion. Modern times say they represent the fifty months of the four-year Olympiad cycle.”

Nevin struggled to try to punch Azazel’s men, but they were strong in numbers. She was angry, but what could she do? Azazel was a beast with minotaur-like strength; he could take down a lion if he could. His core training with manticore is proof, “Don’t worry, Thena, I will get you out of this,” She didn’t know if she had to cry or feel happy, happy that Nevin was willing to go to any length for her or feel sad for Nevin’s impending death.