Petra Shingeki Novels & Stories

"We've arrived!" Egil announces to Petra with a self-satisfied smile and a terrifying gaze. "This is it. You'll love the surprise I prepared for you." The door opens and Petra sees Petrona, standing on tiptoes on a chair, with shackles on both wrists and around her neck, hanging from the ceiling, with bleeding wounds all over her body from the torture she was subjected to. A heartbreaking scream escapes Petra in that moment. She runs to her, still crying. Petrona is still alive, but badly injured, it's impossible for her to survive for much longer.

We have been here long enough but we still don’t get the chance to know each other. “Petra,” she told me as she placed the stray hair behind my ear, “My name is Petra.” “Thank you, Petra,” I told her again to which she responded with a bright smile despite her recent bruises. “Now go,” she gently said, “Look for Sebastien before the blood drinkers find out he is gone.”

I know she won't. The whole den is silent. I look around and see familiar faces—those I recognize from the academy—and strange ones. Petra is easy to find, as she's standing right in the middle of the ring, wearing a full black ensemble. Her pale blonde hair is down and her arms are on either side of her. Her eyes light up when she spots me. "Omega. I didn't think you'd come." I don't answer her. Some people step out of the way for me to pass. The lights are dimmed as they were the last time and the air is still as suffocating as I remember it being. I step over the ropes around the ring and come face-to-face with Petra.

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

And with that, i walk out of her office with Matteo, who’s been as silent as a fish since I punched his brother yesterday. “Don Rafaele!” I look to the side on our short walk to the elevator to see Petra running toward me—but something’s… different about her. I can’t read her thoughts, and it’s almost like— “You’re on Scuba?” I observe lowly and her eyes flash in surprise. She knows better than to drink Scuba, the elixir that stops vampires from reading one’s thoughts. “I—I wasn’t trying to block you out!” she cries out, voice cracking as she drops to her knees, wailing loud enough to turn heads.

Her silvery hair that matched her skin flowed about her and her beautiful azure eyes pinned Ariel to the ground where she knelt. Ariel bowed her head and whispered with deference, "Goddess Luna." "Rise, child," the goddess said and Ariel found herself moving without even thinking about it. She blinked and stared at the goddess, wondering if she was hallucinating. The Goddess's form seemed corporeal but she could have sworn that when she blinked, it flickered. "Are you -- you're -- I --" Ariel stammered, grappling for words and finding none. The goddess cocked her head slightly, as if she was listening to something and once again, Ariel got lost, staring at the surreal being before her.

She just wants Kein to leave. “Look, Shaira! you are all alone now… Abe is already dead… his body is already shattered into pieces and no matter how you push me away he will never come back… because he is already DEAD! DEAD SHAIRA! DEAD!” He said “Don’t say that” Shaira said and Kein tried to hug her but she pushed him away. “No! don’t touch me!” She screamed. The baby suddenly cried and they looked at each other and Shaira ran to the baby inside their room. Kein followed her.

Why did this little girl seem scarier than meeting his mom? "Holy shit, Catpig. Who is this fine specimen of a human being!?" Another young girl asked as she came down the stairs. This girl looked exactly like the first except, she behaved like she was high on sugar. He sighed. "Darcy, this is Higan." I laughed, unable to hold it in. "Catpig?" He glared at me. "That's top secret information so, keep it to yourself, buddy." Darcy grabbed my arm and asked, "How did you become friends with Jamie? Did he beg you?"

After what feels like hours, Petra eventually opens the door. I will never get used to the stark differences between her and her sister. While Celeste has fiery red hair that is often curly and messy, her sister, Petra, has long black hair that falls down her back neatly. Whenever I see her, it is in a tidy braid that falls over her shoulder. Both sisters have darkened eyes that look almost black, but Celeste's turn red when she is using her magic, and Petra's turn an icy shade of blue. Both sisters have wrinkles that line their eyes, which is the only indication of their age.

The ice spears pierced through her right chest, abdomen, and left leg, but Sherry still struggled to crawl forward. …I don’t understand. This is just a mock battle, Sherry. “Just rest,” I murmured. With a knife-hand strike on Sherry’s Carotid Sinus, she faints— then was delivered out from the artificial dimension. “Thank you, Lucifer,” Persia said to me. When I turned back and watched— Persia’s already fighting against Kuroyuki. With a golden card between her fore and middle finger at her right hand— she made five instantaneous cuts in the shape of a star, which Kuroyuki blocks with five of her spears.