Nezha Gender Novels & Stories

he asked again. Oh father of Zachariah! I wanted the ground to swallow me up. How could my brother ask someone who looked like the descendant of Anubis such a thing? “Who cares about its gender, is the fire bothering him? Noooo!” I shouted in my mind as I awaited the worst, and gave my brother a very condescending look. “Hmmmmmm, the flames are a part of me, a symbol of my race. As for my gender, I am both.”

“You trust a stranger yet, you're are wary of me” “He was going to get me to Walreece before you showed up!” She snapped. Zealan's jaw tightened, his calm demeanor shattering, “He had a knife to your throat!” “You were going to kill him!” she huffed. “Are you that stupid? You think what, that he was going to drop you off at your castle with well wishes?” Nevaeh's glare faltered. “What you saw-”, he said with a sigh, regaining composure “-was a thornok. A breed of Vitriolix. They blend in among humans”

He simply returned his gaze and attention to the computer screen and tried to immerse himself in his work. Neith, on the other hand, decisively went to her quarters, not needing any assistance. She knows the entire area and each of the buildings like the back of her hand. There are supposed to be two people in a single room, but Neith is the eleventh female member of the team so she is to be all alone in her quarters.

Her daughter, kept being unconscious and though Charilaus called unto his Patron god, Apollo, and many medicine men, all they said was that she had offended Ares, the god of war and that this was her sin for being disobedient. And what was worse? The blue peacock tattoo at the back of her daughters neck had transformed to a red tattoo of an Eagle. Zeus' emblem. Nektaria was at a cross road. Stories of children who had a different emblem assigned to their genders, that is males who had blue and females who had red, were said to be jokes played by the gods who already made it known that the child was faulty and they were killed immediately they were born, this children, were only ever under th

"They've committed crimes such as forcing women into prostitution and causing harm to innocent girls. They are unable to be released. Oh, you seem to be the brothel's owner, so you can't leave either. It is my duty as a Mighty Brightwing Academy student to serve justice for society!" I spoke nonsense as if it were second nature to me. I completely disregard Nezha's rage-filled expression. 'Level 121 with such lacking stats.' Nezha would be classified as a 2nd Circle A-rank mage. I was already confident before seeing his status, but now I am even more so. Nezha's expression darkened. "Force women to prostitute themselves?" "Do you have any proof?" "I've got a witness!" "Where's your witness?"

I had no other choice but to transform into my passive form in front of strangers. "Wow! So, she does have an ability like that. Do ancient race females have an ability like that?" Jael murmured, taken aback by the sight. "Oh my! I was wondering earlier why she has a guardian mark on her arm despite being a male. So, she really is a female. How fascinating?" Aja added. "Mom, she looks like the goddess!" Nyala mumbled suddenly. "Oh, you're right, Nyala." Aja nodded in agreement to her daughter's statement as she added, "She does look like the Goddess Hera if her hair wasn't short."

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

She loves sucking on my nipples before filling my ass and I love that she feels so free in showing off her body in clingy leggings and cropped tops that allow people to see she is neither and both genders at once. “Lena, would you prefer using gender neutral pronouns?” I ask. “Yeah. I love that I have a huge Alpha dick and perky tits. I am proud of having both masculine and feminine traits and love showing off that I don’t fit the mold,” Lena replies. “I never felt right just as an Omega girl. I’m glad to learn that I am actually something other than that.”

She didn’t know if her wolf was rejecting them both. “Her name is Nyx.” Zeke’s smile widened. “That’s a beautiful name. Fitting. In Greek mythology, she’s the goddess of the night, the daughter of Chaos. Shadow and Nyx,” Zeke said. “You see, you were always meant for us.” Yes, but Nyx didn’t think so. She messed that up for Zeke just as she was going to mess things up for the whole school and get people killed. ‘Mark him.’ The voice startled her again, and she somehow ended up in Zeke’s arms, her heart pounding. How the hell did anyone ever get used to that?

“We rarely use handshakes here.” I followed her. This time, I was able to make my way beside her, inhaling her scent of what seems to be melon and red wine. “I’m Kairo’s wife and sister, the one who you met earlier.” Wife and sister? “Well I guess you still keep up with the Zeus-Hera traditions until the twenty-first century, eh?” I purred in a jovial manner. But Nyrene didn’t yield a smile. Instead, a smirk crawled across her copper-skinned face.