Raiden Ei Fanart Novels & Stories

"Oh my god, you like him!" "Shut up," Raiden said. "We're just friends!" "You like him!" "Just shush!" Raiden muttered and went slightly red. "He makes me feel nice." "Does he make you all gooey and warm on the inside?" Tai asked sarcastically. "It's like there's fireworks whenever we touch," Raiden said. Tai froze. "I know that sounds cheesy, don't take the piss, Tai, but there's just something that feels right- and I know it's not been long-"

Now seeing her twin who is falling into the sin and the taboo of its sealed memory, can she save the one she needed to before the time runs out THE MYSTERIES JAIRA REN FERRIER Created by the shard of the original Flame Prince and Holder of the elemental Fire and Zodiac Leo, Raiden, she is a fragment of the heart of the prince that possesses the ability of the healing flame of white. She is the puppeteer, thus is granted the ability of necromancy which she binds with loyalty among the commandments as their commander and task to be the two-faced coin between the ‘YIN AND YANG’. Quiet and often being seen alone, she holds the key of the maiden's past and will lead the maiden into the truth and

"You, Arthur?" "Carvalsten. Why?" Oh, he's got some sense. good for him. "Erik, you?" "Ria's PEAR." Is he for real right now?! He even added a pun! Gosh, I'm so done. "Raiden, don't tell me your avatar name is also from Attack On Titan?" Ione smirked. "What? How did you know? I used Levi Spinner!" oH mY gOd! i KnEw iT!

The design does still not finish and I am sure, it will take time for it to get finished if I leave them here. “Girl…” Art patted my shoulder which made me look at him. “You can leave this to me. Boss needed you the most instead of me,” he said. “And those people will rather listen to me than you. So, let’s just go to the place where we needed the most.” “Are you sure?” I asked. I mean, most of Raiden’s employee doesn’t like him. They said that he is too bossy and he is taking advantage of his position as their boss’ secretary. And if he keeps doing that, our colleague will surely hate him even more.

Thus, he painted on a blank canvas. Yet this time, Vince didn’t expect that he would paint Raiver. Vince’s eyes slowly widened as he stared at the painting in disbelief. It was not really Raina, but Raiver Midton. The long brown hair that Vince would paint became short, and the delicate facial features became sharper and more prominent.

From the shadows emerges an elderly pack member: Mira, her silver braid glistening softly in the moonlight, wise eyes meeting mine kindly. “Siena,” Mira greets warmly, stepping forward carefully. “Couldn't sleep either?” I force a polite smile, shaking my head gently. “My thoughts won't settle tonight.” She nods knowingly, sitting beside me on an old, fallen log. “Memories haunt us all sometimes,” she murmurs softly. “Even him.” My heart tightens painfully. “Raiden?” Mira nods slowly, eyes distant with memory. “Before responsibility hardened him, Raiden was different—light-hearted, compassionate, fiercely protective. He laughed freely, loved deeply, wore his heart openly on his sleeve. Losin

Raven laughed and said, "I do not want to be your enemy. This is perfect, Ayra. Your fans would blow this shit up, and I trust them to do a perfect job painting you well, but absolutely bashing the rest. Ayrians are scary." My fan base has been with me from the start of my career. Honestly, I’m grateful for them, and I try to do surprises for them when I can. Also, anonymous donations to help them with personal problems. "They are, and I love them exactly the way they are," I said fondly. "So it’s settled then. Do this, and let’s see the response it gets." Raven nodded as she drove me back to my new apartment. ****** It’s been three days of online chaos. Three glorious, exhausting, popcorn-w

"Well you see, I was 15 when I found out who my mate was. He's older than me and he told me that I'm his mate and the reason why I had always been attracted to him was finally clear. I couldn't wait to finally grow up so we could be together. Raiden on the other hand has been a friend of mine since childhood, well, more like an acquaintance since I wasn't that much close with him and spent time with him due to formality. Raiden is the Prince of the Crimson Cross Pack, his parents are my mum's relatives so he would come to our Pack often. He's always been vain, even as a child so we rarely got along but Raiden developed an obsession over me. He said I was the only girl who refused to fall for

Helios is now wearing gold armor that matches his golden helmet with feather-like figure designs on each side. Fraise, being the first daughter of the river god, Cephissus, and the nymph Lyriope, was impossibly beautiful like her brother, Narcissus, who's already deceased. Especially now that her true identity was already revealed, she is now able to use her charm to manipulate enemies. Being Narcissus' sibling explains why Fraise adores her beauty and self that much more than anything. Raiden, on the other hand, is the son of Athena—the goddess of wisdom—without a father at all. He can be defined as a perfect example of Athena in a man's body. Fraise's appearance changed into a more captiva

I opened my mouth to say something, anything but Raiden just lifted a lazy hand and waved at me, his steps wobbling. “Hey, North. I promise I’m not drunk, I’m artistically unstable.” He chuckled, swaying slightly. “You’re drunk,” Finn corrected. “I’m medium-well drunk.” Raiden grinned again, then leaned closer to Finn and whispered, though it was loud enough for me to hear, even though he probably thought he was being subtle. “Be nice, she made you dinner.” I blinked in surprise while Finn stiffened. Raiden patted his chest with all the coordination of a toddler. “I’m gonna go now before I fall asleep on your couch and you hit me with something.”