Mythra X Rex Novels & Stories

It was love, or at least as close to love as someone like Mason could get. And it had never, ever been for her. Lyra's hand moved unconsciously to her pocket, to where the small pouch of herbs rested. Wolfsbane and silverleaf. Protection against persuasion and influence. Had Mason been using the mate bond to control her feelings? To make her more compliant, more trusting? Or had she simply been a fool, seeing what she wanted to see instead of what was really there?

Library H E M I L I A "Hemilia, try to think." I said to myself, frowning my eyebrows hard. "You can do this." I encouraged myself and sighed heavily. I looked at my computer and note down the important and essential information that could help me for my presentation. I have a presentation tomorrow, the theme is about natural herbs that could heal any wounds. Of course, tomorrow I will be laughed at by my classmates, but I can't fail this presentation. "Crap! Where is my Gelium book?" I said panicked, ruffling through my folders.

James asked as he looked at the wrapped package. “Open it and find out.” He smiled as James started ripping the paper off and unfolded the leather vest. “What does it say?” “That’s a phoenix rising from the ashes, same as my jacket. But below it, it says, ‘Blood of Wrath’. That means every biker that sees it will know you’re my son,” he said. James looked up at him, his eyes glistening. “Really?” “Whenever we go to events like today, you can wear it and people will know exactly who you are.” He could feel that tug of emotions in his chest and when he looked up, Jenna was smiling brightly, he could feel that in his soul too.

They were three holes in total and like the hornet's stinger it prevents mana leakage and it was completely flame resistant. The Cobra King uses these holes to spit a heated plasma that burns up to 330,000°C and melts everything it touches called lava poison. Xasha and Xara immediately got to work. Eight days later, Saxon came back from the Imperial Courtyard. All three were once again standing in the largest training arena of the combat department that had been newly repaired and improved. The material used to make the new bricks was called Steele mud. It's just mud, but when baked into bricks it becomes 30 times harder than steel. The walls were then lined with endless defensive, shock abs

“Aria, do you know just how much our goddess’s body has been insured? You should be grateful that she was personally congratulating you.” “Goodness, if I were you, I would be jumping with happiness because I received a hug from the goddess. Do you think that you are some kind of big shot just because Damian took a liking to you?” “She should get lost already. I heard that she started a fashion company. I think we should boycott all her products.” “What was the name of the company again?” “SPIRIT!” “Guys, our goddess had been hurt. Let us boycott this brand called Spirit, and let us make sure that it does not see the light of day ever again.”

A familiar voice dispelled her dream state, she blinked twice she saw Tiana looking at her. "Are you okay? You seemed to have………..transcended." Tiana said looking worried. Atarah looked at her empty cup and shook her head as she dropped it on at table nearby. "I'm fine, what are you doing here Tia?" She asked and Tiana carried the baskets that Atarah and Erza brought. "Well, I'm sort of in charge of brewing the wine that we will be drinking during the trails." “oh alright.” A thought sparked into Atarah's head as her lips curled into a mischievous smile and she wrapped a hand around Tiana neck.

She threw the thing in the floor and she has to buy a new one before she starts college. She threw a striped maxi dress, polyester fabric, crew neckline and long sleeves. She even wore her sister's- Adiva- shoe by the main door. If not for the hot strong coffee she stole from her mother, she wouldn't be able to drive from her home to Mehr's. It was a really big deal but she has to do it.

The sound of a nearby creek trickled through the forest, and the smell of wood smoke hung in the air. Emiliana wore a simple blue tank top, white shorts, and a pair of Jordan sneakers, ready for a summer of outdoor adventure. As she made her way toward the check-in desk, she felt a familiar presence. She turned her head and saw him. Him? Wait, him?! She looked at the figure approaching her with surprise all over her face. Jace stood tall and confident, with a charming smile on his face. He wore a black fitted t-shirt that showed off his toned biceps, a pair of red athletic shorts, and a rugged backpack slung over his shoulder.

My hands were sweaty and my heart was pounding like a jackhammer. We're the daughter of an alpha, mated to the Crimson Alpha, we've got strength, speed and agility that they could only dream of. Astrid boasted, her chest puffed out in pride. She was right, I knew she was right but what if it wasn't enough? I resisted the urge to bite my nails, they were already nail bitten enough. The flap opened and Caelum walked in, looking as hot as he did the first day we met in that cage, he wore a black sleeveless shirt with a hood and black ripped leather pants.

Alex asked, poking a metal fork at one. "A- yes ma'am." Alex scrunched her nose in disgust. She knew it. "What's this then?" She tipped the glass of pink stuff towards him. "That's rooart. It's made from fermented moss." "It's not too bad," she said, taking a generous sip. Weylin looked away. "How old are you?" she asked in between roars of excitement from the crowd. "Seventeen cycles, ma'am." "Call me Alex, not ma'am. It makes me feel old."