Raiden X Novels & Stories

] wrote Seb on his slate. “Eurydice,” Xander called to the Dryad who was facing out the window. Eurydice turned to face them, her eyes slowly opening as she did. Her soft features looked transparent with the sun behind her as it descended on its path towards the horizon. Her green hair floated around her pale face, and her green eyes, the color of new grass in spring, shined with a life of their own. “Eurydice, I would like to introduce you to the members of the 1st Special Class Sphere,” said Xander as he came closer to the Dryad. “These are Dorin Silvius, Sebastian Revious, Johan Ignacius, and Eirian Marie.”

I patted his little head and ruffled his hair a little. I dropped my bag and provided a granola bar which I handed over to him. "Thank you,” he said full of smiles. I smiled back in return and nodded twice. "I'm Wayne,” Black dude said and extended his hand for a shake. "I'm Richard,” said taking his hand, “Richard Williams of the United States Special Forces at your service" I added military like, standing at attention. A gasp escaped Nick's mouth as he looked at me with surprise written all over his face. Yeah, the show wasn’t necessary, but I felt a necessity to make the environment more fun.

Despite losing energy to numerous scorpion men, she spoke calmly. “And this new handle, I mean the brass knuckle, is really awesome. I should try it more,” Raiden uttered. It was the first time I saw such a lively emotion on his face. The Raiden I knew before was completely serious, and his smile didn’t last for more than a few seconds, though it’s much longer when he’s talking to Fraise. I was speechless due to their reaction. Maybe because I wasn’t even hoping for this kind of response from them.

My phone buzzes, the screen lighting up his name. Raiden. Killer of hearts. [From Raiden: Stop messing about. There is a Gala tomorrow, and I expect your presence. Be back inside pack grounds before the sun sets.] I swallow hard; the lump in my throat grows. Another message follows [Don’t make me repeat myself, Siena. You will do as you’re told.] My fingers tremble—a hollow ache spreads like an infection through my chest. I sense the eyes of the back resting on my form, but I cannot bring myself to console them, not yet.

Shane smiled at Kaiser who slowly widened his eyes when he realized something. “It’s us.” Rai told Kaiser. “I am Raiver Midton, the one and only dearly beloved younger brother of Rynier Midton.” He said. Shane looked at him before he rolled his eyes for Rai’s bragging. “And I’m Shane Fornite, Reiner’s lover!” he told Kaiser. Kaiser’s mouth fell open in shock. Then, he turned to look at Spade, who grinned mischievously at him. “You shouldn’t have forgotten me – “ Spade spoke. “ – the one beside that stupid goddess who blessed… ah, I mean cursed you?” he said and winked at Kaiser while Rai and Shane glared at him.

Raider's thoughts raced and were full of worries about betrayal that made him uneasy. Cassandra stopped in a quiet corner. Raider leaned against the wall as he was trying to see where she was headed. In the low light he noticed a man standing there with his broad shoulders and strong posture clear to see. It was Rax Moore, the Gamma of their pack. Raider felt his stomach turn when he saw it. Cassandra moved closer with her face glowing with a look he had never seen aimed at him. “Rax,” she said softly, with her voice sweet and gentle.

Raiden shifted too, his own breathing ragged, his expression unreadable. The battlefield around them raged on, but for them, this was the only battle that mattered. “I’ll ask you one more time,” Maddox said, his voice dangerously low. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to object to our plans? Which son would stand as an enemy to his own father?” Raiden’s jaw clenched. “A son who does not consider his father as a noble man,” he said with anger in his voice. “I have no hands in your dirty plans, I’m no part of this.”

Before the mood could turn, Xander stepped forward. “I know many of you have questions and concerns,” he said, his strong voice commanding attention. “But I want you all to know that I vouch for Aiden personally. He fought bravely alongside us against Ryder, and his power, combined with Aurora's, maybe our best hope against the threats we face.” A pack member moved forward, his face serious. I recognized him. His name is Aldrin, one of the oldest and most respected members of our pack. “Young Aiden,” Aldrin said, his voice gravelly with age. “We welcome you, but we must also be cautious. Tell us, what can you share about your time with Ryder? What are his plans?”

He complained. The things Adam was saying made me nervous. I had witnessed the power of a deity first-hand this morning in my father's compound. My parents' predicament also proved to me how ruthless the deities could be. Aljanan Daji had held Rayuwa for ransom. I was afraid for Adam. I was worried that he would anger one Aljanan Daji, and he would be made to pay for his sins. The only thing that put him at an advantage was that he did not live in the village. Therefore, he could create trouble and leave them behind.

We have a room made of cotton candy. Frankly, nobody cared what was created in Larefirus. Larefirus was beauty, art, science, discovery, love, peace, novelty, and truth. It was infinite, accessible, and alive. (I believe you now understand the beginning, and now I can tell you the story of Rademos as it were, a unique creation, the first of his kind as well, the one that merged all of Savior’s design into one being and which was why the Lycans believed that he would bring about the end of time).