Nerd Sukuna Novels & Stories

“I’ve never seen you before. What’s your name?” Saka stared at Susan's hand blankly. "Saka." “Saka?” Susan digested the name. “Saka Ravindra, Karina’s nerdy ex?” Susan looked very surprised. Susan cleared her throat softly. She looked at Karina who was sitting far away in the corner. It was only natural that Susan didn't know Saka. When Saka came to the reunion—Susan didn't come. She never expected that Saka, who she used to bully with Karina, would now turn into a very charming man.

“Yes, it did make me question your integrity, but certainly gave me quite a peek into your personality. If it makes you feel any better, you weren’t the only woman who thought of me that way that night.” “Actually, not really it doesn’t. Oh, god I even thought you were an addict.” I shake my head covering my face with my hands as I relive every single thought, I had that night. “Okay, let me just apologize now because…You know…Ok so I have a million questions but lets just start with. Who…Or what are you and how exactly is this even possible?” “Calm down, your hyperventilating. I am Annunaki, we are a warrior race who were created to serve the gods. We are created from their blood.”

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

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I will remember this. The sentinels were so happy that they approached Sushi but they couldn't get too close because they were still afraid of Sushi. He is a necromancer after all. So I ran to Sushi and hugged him. His black fur is soft as I hug him. "You're amazing." Congratulations to Sushi. I've only seen Sushi fight like this. He's deadly. It was thee who is not commanded, my own mistress. Without your command, I cannot function.

Gracie interrupts, throwing out whatever excuse her mind could create at that moment and then laughs nervously. "Really, Sira? I didn't know you were into artists. I always thought you preferred athletes." Shaun blurts out, grinning sheepishly and then adding, "By the way, do you have any topic on your mind or should we go with Zack's?" "What is your idea Zack?" Sira asks, peeking her head towards the boy as Shaun's body was becoming a barrier. The boy coughs shyly, scratching the back of his neck as he comes forward. "I was thinking about creating a working model of a miniature earthquake detector alarm."

"Why should I help you? What’s in it for me?" "Aside from the fact that it'll be the best sixty seconds of your pathetic life? Nothing." I reached out, my fingers trembling as I grabbed the rough fabric of his hoodie. "Just shut up and let me get this over with." "You look like you're about to vomit," he whispered, his voice dropping to a dangerous vibration. "Is the Ice Queen actually scared of a nerd?" "I’m disgusted, Elias. There’s a difference." "Then show me," he challenged. "Show me how much you hate it."

Graceful Luna material right there. “Please don’t be a serial killer,” I muttered.

Then, softly: “Master… I brought something you might like.” He stilled. Noticing the silk. A low chuckle rolled from his chest - quiet and amused, not angry. “Well,” he said, plucking it up from the ground with two fingers, holding it in front of my lowered face. “My little Athena has initiative.” The word little dripped from his tongue like an affectionate insult. “What were you hoping to do with this, hmm?” My throat tightened. “The Luna said-”