Ouro Kronii Before Hololive Novels & Stories

No one can break out of the illusions of the Ryuijin. “ Ah! I can barely move! Got to seal this wound and fast!” Kronos grunted, placing a hand on his chest, which began to glow a faint blue. After a few moments, Kronos sat up, the hole in his chest firmly closed. Slowly he got to his feet panting hard. He looked at Menkera, who stood motionless, head bowed, as if asleep on his feet. For a moment, Kronos believed he had truly prevailed. But that was short lived.

Alfi seemed excited. “Yeah. And there will be free Nekopara Jacket for one lucky guest!” Koji exclaimed. “Aww, why not custom shirt instead?” Alfi looked disappointed. “What shirt do you want anyway?” Koji asked. “Hokari Kanae, Euphoria,” Alfi replied. “Really? She’s a bitch, you know?” Rian said. “Bitch? What do you mean?” Alfi looked curious. “Huh? You don’t play the VN(Visual Novel)?”

She had a vaguely relieved smile on her lips as she crashed into Nikolss and kissed him on the cheek. "Well, hello Doria." Nikolas murmured. "It isn't like you not be prepared for dinner." So this was Doria, the model fiancee of Nikolas Sica who probably hated me already. Yikes. I eyed her curiously. She was a living walking Monalisa. Her skin was a delicate porcelain hue, her lips full and rouge and her mannerism implied she was a woman in full sync with her femininity. She seemed a few years older than me, perhaps twenty eight.

ZURI POV "Please stand as we move to the next round. Vaals, Glortinon, blue. Peulo, Kea, red. Earth, Cok, yellow. Frole, Hassin, orange. Makskin, Bronkark, Shikaz, green. Please take your seats your second course will be gund bread," the male announcer says with his amplified voice and we stand up.

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

"No, you're joking." "This isn't funny Oliver." She looked at me with undisguised hatred before turning back to him. "Tell me you're joking." Oliver didn't answer immediately. Instead, he intertwined his fingers with mine. His silence seemed to be all the answer she needed, because in seconds color drained from Ria's face. "No..." She whispered. B"No.. this... this can't be happening." Her eyes filled with tears. "What about me? What about us? Everyone knows I'm your future Luna, you told everyone yourself."

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

“It's a good day to start our game and what a surprise that Prince Kohen would be joining us today. Your highnesses, there will be a total of five rounds in this game. The one who will win the most wins the annual royal game!” Everybody clapped while I was busy sketching Kraven, making sure the details were precise. Prince Kraven is wearing blue, Kohen is wearing black, Prince Xyrus is wearing red, Princess Ofelia wears orange, Princess Toreen wears pink. The leader had to take the role of sketching Kohen because of his sudden appearance.

All of it was issued by the University of Central Imperial Island. He then extended his hand and pulls back— as if he’s pulling a rope, the screen immediately minimizes. …This guy is on a whole new level. He’s not just a student, is he? Even Kuroyuki Shiroha finds it to be surprising. “I guess there’s nothing else for me to say—” “That only proves I’m just an engineer,” Kronos interjected while nudging his glasses. “Yes, but when it comes to battle— you were meant to work together with Rumelia Heartlock, isn’t it?”

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.