Paimon Novels & Stories

Amara’s POV The shift was painful. I could not believe it. Looking at myself from the back of my mind, I realized we are huge, three tails, red and white in color. Everyone is looking at us in awe. Thinking to myself, I don’t even know her name. “Skadii,” a voice says to me. Taken aback at the response, “excuse me?” I say. My name... It’s Skadii. I am your Lycan and you are my human. Together, we will do great things, the voice replies. Not sure what to say, I just keep quiet. Looking at everyone in front of me through eyes that aren’t mine but are, I can see their... their fear and astonishment. Skadii takes one look at Blake. “Mate,” she rumbles, then snaps her jaws at Thalia. Thalia takes

The moment the door to his private room opened and Sorahiko stumbled in…Aronohai Miyamura’s life changed. An ordinary, plain male omega with pheromones like a cool breeze on a hot day, a potty mouth, and eyes like a burning star— Only a fool would lose the chance to trap such a person. And Miyamura likes to believe that he’s not foolish. ‘What’s your name, Pinky?’. ‘Lilac looks like pink so it definitely is pink’.

a real smile. "It is a pleasure to meet such humble females. My name is Preen. My kinsmen are Brusa, Huduh, Inosuk, and Kaygo. We all want to mate with Champions who place high in the tournament... We come from a sand covered planet called Cok. I am sure your correspondents have described it to you. If any of you are mated to a Cok champion be prepared for the dry climate," she says nicely and Fiadh gasps.

The same silver-eyed figure standing above kingdoms reduced to ash. “The first Phoenix sought power beyond mortal limits,” the guardian continued. “She believed she could carry the Source without consequence.” The chamber trembled harder. “She was wrong.” The images shifted violently now. A woman appeared within the flames. She had silver hair and silver eyes and was wrapped in burning white fire. But unlike Aria, this woman looked consumed by it. Her expression twisted with rage and grief as firestorms tore through armies and villages alike. Ryan felt Aria stiffen beside him. “That is the woman from the vision,” she whispered.

She licked her paw, her eyes gleaming with a strange sort of amusement. “Those hillbillies in town think I am the Sinwatcher, the Gunahgözcü,” she said with a soft meow, as though the thought of it pleased her immensely. “They are not supposed to be able to see me, but I guess being trapped inside that statue for so long made ripples in the veil of the Obsidian Dimension. It really amused me, their wild speculations. Do you not think, hm?” Her voice danced with mischief, and for a second, the pain was reduced in intensity. Without hesitation, Pareia took a leap of faith and jumped head on into the darkness towards me.

Moreover, the reason she was crying this time wasn't something he could feel happy about. Amon continued on with his explaination. "I am Amon, a Being from a separate plane. I am an existence that should not appear amongst humans. We have no name. Not as an individual, nor as a race. Since birth, our kind is tied by fate to another. Only after we have found our other half, are we gifted with a name. Aria, you were originally the same as me. You are my other half, as I am yours. Amon was the name you gifted me, and in kind I gifted your name - Aelia.

She muttered softly, “I wish the princess could see this. That the world can still… be fun.” Her gaze drifted skyward. “But she’s off training to protect it…” --- Meanwhile, in the distance where trees were thinner and moonlight threaded the leaves like a net, Dante whispered to Pamela. “Why didn’t you strike?” Pamela stared at her Kirin. The beast had backed away, wide-eyed, stomping nervously in the brush. “The Kirin got scared,” she said. Dante raised a brow. “Of a girl turning for the first time?” “No,” Pamela murmured. “Of something else. It sensed something beyond comprehension. Something… out of this world.”

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“ …..You sure are an interesting type Antonio . “ said Damian getting you from his seat and walking around the table as he leaned on the table in front . “ Interesting type ?… “ said Antonio confused as he stood in front of Damian . “ You are kindhearted , polite , cute looking . “ said Damian then Antonio sighed . “ Can you please not call me cute ? I am a man after all . Being called cute is…..weird . “ said “ Weird ?…..Hmmm……then , how should I call a man whose house is filled with Mickey Mouse pyjamas , eye folder , and other cartoon toys like One Piece and Naruto…….If I am not mistaken , I even saw some figurines of Sailor Moon and other strong female leads of other cartoons . “ said Da

Winona gently pressed his hands and smiled. He could tell it was a genuine smile. Perhaps she was telling the truth. “Can you tell me who I really am?” “Alejandro Villamar Jr., that’s your real name. You’re the first-born of a business tycoon. You have a very influential family. You have a wife, Katherine Concepcion. I don’t really know much about her, except that you kept your relationship a secret to the public. And oh, you have a brother, who’s also my friend. His name’s Fernan—”