Mo Dao Novels & Stories

Athena looked up at the sky, then at Melnais, and asked with a smile on her face, “I wonder who made Mayom angry?” Melnais’s brows flew up, worried. ‘Mayom’s back?’ He asked himself with excitement growing. “Melnais,” Dao called from behind him. He turned to her confused, “Did something happen?” Dao looked at Athena, then at their hands that were linked. She grew worried and looked around, but couldn’t see anyone. She looked back at him and said, >The choice I told you to make, did you make it?< He shook his head. Dao sighed and placed her hand over her heart. >It was a mistake. I should have looked into the future before consulting you.<

The purple Aura that formed the barrier around the island had began breaking off and floating towards Yaoyao's body repairing her injuries. Hahah!!! Hahahah!!!! Lady Mei's laughter was heard as she smiled while looking at the scene I front of her with joy. It felt like everything had been going according to her plans. The Aura which she had used to create the barrier wasn't just ordinary Aura, it was a Dao Aura, the Dao of Battle. Within this subtle amount which she used to create a boundary around her territory was a bit of enlightenment which was quite hard to figure out, only a few people had managed to bring out the most of it. If one decided to count, they could be counted on one hand,

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Although tempted to voice the question, I simply nodded and allowed him to continue. “Yes, but very real,” he said. “It has been an age old problem that never seems to go away.” He paused, raising the suspense before continuing. “We believe they have Dao-Ming.” “You’re kidding. Why her?” I asked. I knew instantly how foolish my words sounded, but Shen seemed unbothered and continued. “Dao-Ming is beautiful,” he said softly. “Her mother entrusted her to the care of Madam Jiǎ. In China, Madam Jiǎ is well known for helping refugees into the states by smuggling them. She has many connections and has made a fortune from it.”

If that same sword attack was infused by the weight of a Dao of Earth, then it could destroy a mountain several times larger than the hill. For the Ancient Xia Continent, according to the countless books of revered sages, they recorded that this mortal realm consists of Heavenly Daos, Grand Daos and ordinary Daos. The Dao of the five elements belong to the ordinary Dao. The Dao of Sword which Ye Mo and Zhi Ruo walked was nothing but an ordinary Dao as well. But the Dao of Time…was a Heavenly Dao!

The voice on the other end was deep, controlled, and completely unhurried. "Miss Arande." My grip tightened on the phone. "This is Marcus Donovan."

Even worse DG and RG got into a heated conversation about what was relayed to Capri. DG could honestly care less. She did not like seeing anyone being bullied or talked about in a negative manner especially her baby cousin. She told RG about herself and that being a grandmother she should have been ashamed to be discussing her grandchild to anyone.

Drum beats. There they were again--ricocheting off of her internal organs, rolling around in her mind as if each of them was a giant boulder, careening into her mind with every slam of stick onto skin. Nya stood on the daise with her family, her hands literally tied to her sides, her feet bound beneath her gown so that no one in the audience could tell that she had been forced to attend the ceremony against her will. Of course, the binding was also to prevent her from taking action against her father as he went through the motions of selecting the next person who would die at the hands of the angry dragon.