Petra Shingeki Novels & Stories

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Kenzy is a first-year student studying Law in RSU While Trisha is waiting to re-write JAMB just like cause, because she didn't get up to her course cut off point. The three friends are not just classic but beautiful, although most persons say Alexandra is the most beautiful in the three friends, most think Trisha is prettier. Alexandra is a dark-skinned girl, tall for her age, slim, with this killer Ass, curvy, she just got the figure. Trisha is fair-skinned, she got the height, has the sexiest body, most think she is pretty. Kenzy is fair-skinned, very beautiful, she isn't really curvy, in conclusion, she doesn't really have a sexy body. During there secondary school days they were known as

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

Jackson shakes his head and slowly shifts back to his wolf. He is in feral form, and I am in human form. We turned in a circle, looking into each other's eyes. When Jackson lunges at me, screaming that he's going to rip me apart, I only partially shift my hand and bury it in Jackson's chest, taking advantage of his momentum. I felt my hand break into Jackson's ribs and gripping his heart, I ripped it out, and lift it into the air, blood running down my arm as I looked into Jackson's startled eyes. He looks at his still beating heart in my hand, then at the hole in his chest, and finally at me. He drops to his knees.

"I'm in charge of making sure none of this happens again. Demon’s can't pull on a phoenix because that kind of magic doesn't work on them, so your brother is safe. Your mate will need my kiss to be safe, but Jesse here needs constant supervision. My kiss won't work on her since she's a dark creature." Petra was blowing my mind with too much information. I furrowed my brow, trying to process it all. She laughed as she enveloped us in her white smoke. We were quickly taken away from Frances and the clearing, and returned home. "Daddy!" El yelled as she raced towards me. Petra passed her by without a glance, heading straight for Andy.

Maiko on the other hand is a literal angel and left earth behind. Kazuha's character; Matsuri on the other hand is the most different from her real life counterpart the most. She is short, has white hair in bunches, wears headphones and is mute but her powers and strength rivals most. And her affiliation isn't with Daisuke but with her own secret group. At first Cai Kang thought that Kazuha would become his enemy which is why he was so defensive against her. While her methods are not agreeable, they do share the same desire for peace.

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

She jokes and I sense her anxiety but decided not to let her know and just smile at her. “With the power and faith entrusted to me, I present you, Pandora.” Selene announces raising her hands to the night sky and everyone cheers. The dome that raised when the ritual began was coming down in little snowflakes of light. I was amazed at everything around me. It was like I had another way to see life.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.