Noire Hyperdimension Neptunia Novels & Stories

Doctor Alberto acknowledged us and heard for the door but Nirson stopped him. "Can't Hermoine also drink the mixture?" Nirson inquired but got no solid answer off the doctor. "I only am acquainted with medicine and it's techniques. I'm sorry." He left leaving Nirson feeling dejected. "Nailah, can she drink it too?" Nirson asked, "This can't heal her, it can only help the Luna regain her strength and cleanse her system. Maybe she will be able to try again." Nailah replied and Reign nodded in correspondence. Just then another party started in the hospital room because every important official including all four Alphas present, our beta, gamma, Uncle Astor and Ava.

"May your essence be scattered to the far corners of existence, never to return." As the final rune took shape, a blinding energy erupted from the ground, enveloping the man in a vortex of light and sound. His agonised screams echoed through the forest, growing fainter and fainter until they faded into nothingness. And just like that, it was over. The vortex dissipated, leaving only a scorched imprint on the ground where the man had once stood. Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by our ragged breaths. Veronica ran towards us, tears of relief streaming down her face, and we gathered her into a fierce embrace.

I just stared at her,please look at me. " Baby our order is here"I heard Lula say.I saw the girl stiffen at that,she hurriedly left. I didn't even talk to Lula,why was she unhappy,it was obvious she is angry with me,but for what????. Natty's POV I just walked away hurriedly. I was so stupid to start having feelings for someone I didn't even know. When he walked in I was happy cos I have missed him but seeing him with a woman made me angry,who the hell is she,what gave her the right to touch him!

His voice trembled with emotion as he finished, "So please, Mom… I must bond with Amanda. She's the only one I can ever see as my Luna." Then Amanda stepped closer to Kelvin and spoke in a loud, defiant voice. "Luna, Kelvin is my fated mate. The Moon Goddess herself blessed our bond—it's sacred and unbreakable, no matter what anyone says. Kelvin is the future Alpha. He has every right to choose his own Luna, and no one—not even tradition—has the power to reject the will of the Moon Goddess." Luna sneered. "The position of Luna is critical—she stands beside the Alpha and determines whether our pack will grow stronger or fall under the threat of invasion. His Luna must be worthy."

​The boardroom of the Cerebrum flickered, the mahogany table and glass walls of Neo-Tokyo stuttering like a dying film. Beneath the digital veneer, the Weaver’s true heart pulsed—a massive, translucent pillar of bio-gel that smelled of ancient sea-salt and cold ozone. ​"The nanites," Nora gasped, her knees buckling. The shifting obsidian armor on her skin began to turn grey, losing its luster as Liam’s shadow reclaimed the command codes. "Papa, he’s... he’s pulling them back."

A single line of jagged, bleeding text materialized in her mind, accompanied by a deafening mechanical screech that drowned out the crashing waves. [SYSTEM REBOOT INITIATED.] [Warning: Emergency neural restart requires absolute biological sacrifice.] [To reactivate master architecture and deploy lethal countermeasures, Host must surrender fifty percent of remaining cardiac function.] [Do you accept the Blood Covenant?]

​Neo-Tokyo: The Alpha’s Return ​Leo and Ren were back in the ruins of the Neo-Tokyo Citadel. The Spire was rebuilding itself, the organic obsidian "healing" the wounds Leo had inflicted. As they climbed toward the Apex, the gravity began to flip. One moment Leo was running on the floor; the next, he was sprinting across the ceiling. ​"She’s waiting for you, Leo," Ren whispered, his scanner glitching. "Her frequency... it’s not just violet anymore. It’s 'Null'."

My nails lengthened into claws, my teeth sharpened, and my skin rippled as fur bloomed across my arms. Neva emerged. She stood tall and regal, her fur shimmering like moonlit frost, her eyes burning with a fierce blue glow. Her paws dug into the earth, anchoring her as the storm of light danced around us. She howled—loud and violent—a sound that cracked through the air like lightning splitting a mountaintop. People began to gather outside the tomb, drawn by the power. Luna Valarie stumbled back, her eyes wide. And then—she did something no one had ever done to Neva.

The red-black turned to a blinding, necrotic white-black that burned through my retinas. I activated my Void Sight. I saw his aura. It was a chaotic, swirling mass of stolen neurological signatures. "You..." I gasped. Sweat poured down my face, stinging the raw skin of my cheeks. My stomach twisted—iron knots pulling tighter. "You feel... crowded. Your nervous system is overloaded." "Observant," Nergal sneered. "Did you wonder where the rest of my Onyx Guard went, Neoma? Did you wonder why the pulse of the path was absent?"

But today, her focus was off, and she knew why. It was a Dragon Moon--just not for their kingdom. Rather, the kingdom directly to their north, Hightower, would be forced to make the sacrifice that night. Every time a Dragon Moon rolled around, Nya found it difficult to concentrate, even when it wasn’t her kingdom who would choose someone to be taken by the dragon. Just the idea that the bastard would be flying through the sky, filling the air with shrieks and fire, claiming another innocent life. Even if it wasn’t a citizen from Frindom, it was a person who would be dead soon enough, someone who was blameless, and that wasn’t right.