Pochita Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Mua left a glance to the kids before shifting to her wolf form and dashing through the forest and back to the pack house. “Where are you going Mom, Dad?” Garox asked and Etheal can’t take her gaze away from where Mua has left. “Was that the painted wolf in Auntie Cassie’s book?” Etheal asked. “Is it true that the tattoos were from the Sun Goddess?” Garox pulled the hem of my shirt and Nix’s shirt. “Mom... Dad... is she kind? She smiled at me! She seems angry but she smiled!” Nix let out a hearty chuckle and dragged the kids back inside. “The questions will be answered after breakfast…”

I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns. “Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again. "Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me.

The story of Atheria’s civilization inspired us to believe that our world could also be rebuilt, that our own potential was far from exhausted. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the ruins, we discovered a small, metallic object half-buried in the dirt. It was a data chip, its casing worn and corroded, but miraculously intact. James, with his expertise in salvaged technology, managed to connect it to a battered, scavenged computer we had found earlier. The data chip contained archived video footage—a news report from a time before the catastrophe, a glimpse of life before the radiation, before the collapse.

I said and she turned and looked at me. “Bitch, you speak another language?” “Si, Mamacita,” I answered. Poppie squinted her eyes and looked at me. “Bitch, you already know Spanish,” “Oui, mon ami,” I spoke in French. “Well fuck me,” she sat back and smiled. “Bitch, what you say?” I looked at her with my head tilted and the corners of my lips turned up. “Sorry, what did you just say?” “I said, yes my friend,”

Gambello: “I am telling you I don’t care...” Pain_100: “You can care or go to hell… what he did was not something you can ever do!” Poke-Dude-99: “I don’t know who he is, but I'm proud of him!” Fanta-Man: “Are you guys serious…. You seriously believe this memory reel?” Robert-Galt: “Who the fuck are you to question the memory reel’s authenticity? PBD is not the kind of channel that would pull a publicity stunt like that!”

I folded my hand and closed my eyes in pain. ~~~~~~~ "What you want Sir." The owner said and that man replied in his thick Spanish accent "I purchased this girl. Get ready for her boss."

She looked up from her phone and blinked those green eyes. “A satellite? How do you have access to a satellite?” Papa asked, folding his arms with that stern papa look in his eyes. “Persephone Adelaide Fayte, did you hack the government again?” Crista demanded, all saucy, putting her hands on her hips. Again? Oh boy. What an exciting family my Papa has mated into.

Aranjo grows up to be a good-natured spoiled girl. After getting tired, Aranjo hugged the raging goose and said, "I'm sorry! I'm just kidding!" Instantly, the goose calmed down and jumped away leaving him. Aranjo knows he has a very powerful seduction ability. His every wish and apology will always be granted. Aranjo, feels very lucky. "What is it, Mom?" Aranjo asked Mrs. Ji. "Tomorrow is your 15th birthday! Quickly go to your lady's tavern and buy flour! Mom will bake a cake for you tomorrow!" The mother said

"Did you happen to get a look at that fine piece of chocolate cake in the traditional garb?" I laughed. "His name is Nwabueze Oghojafor," I informed her. "I'd change my last name for him," she said, sipping from the gold-rimmed crystal champagne flute in her hand. I looked up and saw Nwabueze walking around alone. "You should go talk to him," I said. "He's walking by himself." "No way," Vega said. "He's a Beta Superior, why wouldn't you want that?" Liu asked incredulously.