Mydei X Phainon Novels & Stories

The man said in a raising voice as he moved closer to Ozouf and looked directly into his eyes. Ozouf took a deep, heavy breath and looked back at the man. “I said go home Edon! Phlan isn't home.” He said as he raised alarm. "Young master! Go home as it is very late. Besides, I really don't know neither have any idea where Phelan is. She left home and since then she hasn't returned yet!" Ozouf said as he turned his back on Edon. Who then stood still, biting his first finger as he tried to reason. Moving few steps from side to side of the door, expressing all his dissatisfactions.

‘’No savior will come here to save me, so I will be my own savior. DEOS IX-END

she said, her tongue coming out to lick the corner of her lips like a viper, "I can't believe it's been this long." "Did we have a class together?" She pouted, and it wasn't a pretty look for a woman in her thirties, especially when she had a boatload of collagen injected into her lips. She reminded him of the trout they had on special at the restaurant last week, courtesy of his favorite chef and cook, Adam. "Uhm, I feel so hurt. How could you have forgotten me? I'm Sierra, cheerleader of the Bounty Girls," she said, giving Shawn the "Let's get out of here" look.

“Internal parts analysis completed, product is Dynami from the Filo Misthios Systems.” “Filo Misthios? Is that European? Greek?” The computer pulled up a profile before confirming his questions. Filo Misthios, a Greek weapons company that specialized in modifications. It had partnerships with a number of European Megacorporations. From space institutions such as the Orion Stars and food conglomerates like the Rhine Imperial. To of course, pharma agricultural giants like Thelma-Dionis. “Lieutenant Magda.” “Sir!” The Auxiliary’s response was fast, and snappy. Not a hint of underlying chaos in the background.