Nebula Slut Stone Novels & Stories

NEPTOS Rein was strolling around the Galenus Market, looking for a booze, when he was blocked in his path. He halted and stared down at the small woman while she looked at him with a glare and a deep frown on her small face. She looked like a lion cub in front of a lion king. Somehow, it made him want to crush her. Almost like when he first encountered a certain cranky Lightning Kryst. "Where are Chloe and Jucel?" she asked in a stubborn manner. Barbie Lewelyn stood in a proud manner, like all generations of Lightning Krysts shared. Compared to the others, most especially Levi Lewelyn, Barbie was the smallest.

Stanley said, "My people looked into it. Mr. Stone's appearances in Silverton have been brief and infrequent. There was one verified sighting in Northspire, where he helped establish that group's territory. That alone rules out Oscar as Mr. Stone himself. "As for Mr. Stone's true identity, I think a conversation with Frank of Northspire would answer that question. He's running things up there now, isn't he? He would know." The sisters accepted the explanation without hesitation. Carla spoke. "Speaking of which, Stanley, Mr. Stone also appears to have ties to Draconia. There's a girl from the slum district who apparently has his backing, and somehow she ended up becoming Draconia's CEO." Amar

Zane’s gaze burned like the candles. “Then I will break her.” He turned sharply and strode out of the tent, boots sinking into the snow as his army parted for him like waves. Drums thundered across the valley. The ground trembled beneath marching feet. Renna appeared atop a ridge, holding a crimson stone that pulsed like a sick heart. Runes snaked across her arms in dark ink, alive and writhing. She lifted the stone high. A shockwave of red light burst through the valley, making soldiers gasp as it seared across their skin.

"Stone has never once used my body. He has never once treated me like trash or made me feel like I was a mistake. Yes, his life is dangerous. Yes, he has tattoos and a criminal record and a motorcycle club that terrifies this town. But inside that compound, behind those heavy iron gates, that man treats me like I am the most precious, sacred thing he has ever held in his hands." "Tessa, you are completely brainwashed by these thugs—" Tyler started to shout, his face twisting with a fresh wave of anger. "No, Tyler, for the very first time in my life, my eyes are completely wide open," I cut him off sharply, my words hitting him like a physical blow. "You think you are better than him because