Novelas y relatos de Neptune Neptunia

Niki looked at him with love in her eyes as they walked to her cabin to talk. "I will strengthen my men around your kingdom, Niklaus if Aphrodite comes here she will have one hell of a fight on her hands. Then Neptune spoke up, I can replicate many of my wall mounted Interfaces, so I can help detect anyone or any god entering within 500 meters, plus I can cloak the whole island not even a god can see through it," she said watching Niklaus smile, "Do it, Neptune!" Niklaus said.

the creature said. It had changed from Cyntjia to a slimy kind of creature. "Who the hell is Naya and what do you want from me?"I asked already in my fighting stance ready to hit without mercy but then I halted and the next thing I knew I was on the ground screaming.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

“Emma, mates are not by choice. It’s in your DNA. You are his perfect match. Selene made it so” My mom had talked about Selene from time to time but I wasn’t aware of the whole ‘mate’ thing. “Em, I tried telling you gently that he is our mate. This is a good thing! You will be a luna!”. I choked on Morg’s words. A luna?! Oh dear lord. I can’t even pick an outfit, let alone run a pack. Once again, grace could see the struggle on my face.

Megan pressed closer now with the kids. "If we thought Item 13 was bad news, this is worse, Megan. Much worse." He keyed in a set of command through a touch keyboard that had appeared below the image and a new page appeared, and what confronted Megan made her blood run cold. The small strange-looking octagon-shaped objects inside the structure were nanites – she should have guessed as much with all her sci-fi knowledge – but not the everyday kind; if there were everyday kinds. These ones had been programmed with some kind of high-level intelligence which was purported to make them harder to detect, harder to evade, harder to counteract.

I asked. "Because it won't be any fun then! How am I supposed to get my fun when you already knew what you were coming back? Besides, you and I know for sure that you won't have come back if I had told you. So tell me, do you like this surprise? You really need to get over Brielle, and a new Luna will be the one to help you do just that. She'll keep you grounded in this pack, doing your duties here, instead of running over to the damn company every single damn time!" Nathan said with a smile that I really wanted to wipe off his face. "You're enjoying this thing, aren't you? You're having a lot of fun doing this," I told him.

I needed the love of my mate to help me keep my pack safe. “Knock knock.” “Who's there?” Eloise answered. “Open the door. It's your Alpha.” I knew she would not resist as soon as she heard it was me. When she opened the door, her face looked like she did not want me to be there. I saw Charlotte lying on the bed, her face was in my pillow. “Dismiss the girl!” Nexus commanded. “You are dismissed.” Eloise was reluctant to leave. “Alpha, The Luna said–”

"Amateur." "This is my natural undertone!" Troy protests, refusing to admit to the truth. He's literally The Annoying Orange, except, more annoying and currently more orange. "Orange is your natural undertone?" Max questions mockingly. "And yellow is your natural hair color?" "You're all just jealous!" Troy stands up in a rage. "I have very little tolerance for stupidity!" He walks out the door, grumbling to himself, "Hard to be the smartest friend in this group."

I am not the kind of girl to keep losing myself in thoughts about boys, yet here I am. “Don’t mind her. She thinks she is going to be the next Luna, but she isn’t Luna material. My cousin just keeps falling back into bed with her. My aunt Brianna is a fabulous Luna and Cheri can’t hold a candle to her,” the voice of a cute boy in a faded T-shirt, flannel shirt and worn jeans with his arms full of art supplies says from beside me as he looks me over.