Naydra's Claw の小説・ストーリー

It was surprising that a man like him could be so unaware of what his gift could earn him. Just as those thoughts were growing in her mind, Adrian’s voice came after a short pause. “I can treat you, but…” Adrian said, pausing intentionally. Clara’s face lit up. Yeah, there you go. I knew there’s no way he wouldn’t want something in return, she thought. “You’ll get me the Nithralis first,” he said, his voice plain. Clara paused to process his words. What does he mean by that? The Nithralis was an abandoned tool used in the old days for healing. Clara knew of it but never thought it was important.

"I ... have to hold on, for Nadira!" Nayla took a deep breath, trying to calm herself amidst the suffocating emotional pressure. She knew she had to endure, no matter how dark and frightening this place was. He must fight, for himself and for the future of his younger sibling who still needs a long struggle for life. ***

As she ran down the hall, she realized that she had been a fool to think she could ever truly have him. Vlad Darkclaw was not a man to be owned, and in her desperation, she had awakened a part of him that even he couldn’t control. And as the echo of his cold command followed her down the corridor, Isabella knew one thing for certain—she would never cross him again. ******************

Tightening my hand around Drax's neck, my knee connected with his crotch. He let out a loud yelp as blood trickled from his nose but I didn't care. It would never compensate for the damage he'd have done if I did not arrive on time to save Noya from his monstrous claw. Instead, I took advantage of his losing balance to throw him on the floor, pinning him there by his shoulders while he was lying down and straddling him. I felt him twitch underneath me as he gasped for breath. I raised my hand in midair to finish him off.

Noa warned. When Nay snapped her fingers, we moved towards the desert beneath the mountain. "Honey, hold my hand," Nay stretched out her hand. "I'm borrowing the barrier huh." Nay snapped her fingers, a large barrier formed around us. "I can't use barriers then?" I asked Nay because Nay said borrow it. "Still can," "I'm the one who started to be careless." Erin was already ahead of me and Noe. Erin wait a minute. Nay then left, not long after returning with a sword. A sword made of crystal and not sharp.

I press her. She glances back at the display on the ground. “It was placed on her by a werewolf that doesn't behave like a normal werewolf. A bad wolf.” “A rogue.” Devon mutters. Of course. They are the only ones who would use Naya to try to bring down Moonclaw. “I have told you all I know, now it's your turn to keep your part.” She shuts her eyes and looks down. “I won't scream, don't worry. I will take it with good faith.”

Finally, Naya placed the familiar glasses upon her eyes, completing the look. “No she-wolf comes close to your beauty,” Naya whispered, admiration in her tone. Serena laughed nervously. “And what about you? You’re very pretty, Naya. You look like a princess. I wonder why you’re here… You could be mated to a pack leader.” A faint smile curved Naya’s lips. “Thank you.” Then, without another word, she pulled out a single moonflower. Slowly, deliberately, she crushed the petals until they bled pale blue, pouring the essence into a waiting glass of wine.

Clara ended the call slowly and looked at her reflection in the mirror again. Naya screamed through the phone, “You got him wrapped!” Clara smiled proudly. “As always.” “Girl, you’re dangerous,” Naya said. Clara stood up from the bed and opened her wardrobe. “Let me dress up. He’ll be here soon.” “Talk later,” Naya said. “Talk later,” Clara replied. She dropped the phone and picked a short silk dress.