Real Saiyan Novels & Stories

A good-looking young lad appeared before Lucas and naturally when being compared to Lucas, they differed vastly. "I'm Soren Gas, a Rank 2 Earth King Ranked Realm Genetic Fighter. Who the hell are you?" Soren looked at Lucas disdainfully. Hehe. Lucas shook his head. He could not comprehend why would there be so many weaklings who thought so highly of themselves. "Get lost from my sight." Lucas glanced at Soren faintly. "Or else, I'll make sure you'll regret it." The Genetic Fighters saw the scene and came surrounding them. The Sandy River Ghastly Coffin had yet to be activated, and hence, they chose to observe the good show.

“Hey Mr. Hero, this girl is our possession. So, it's better that you leave her to us only.” Hiya felt petrified hearing his threat while Ahil least bothered by his false hollow words hits hard on the man he was holding on, and he falls on ground subconsciously.

interrupted his father in a low voice. Saga snorted and threw his ass back on the bed. This was the third time he had been asked to mind his own business. First Bara, then Mr. Aryadi and now his father. “Sorry, Pa. It's nothing. It's just like Mr. Aryadi's attitude doesn't seem right. See, I was only human before, but you allowed me to know things. Meanwhile, Bara, who is fully descended from immortal beings, should have the right to know who she really is.”

His words cut off the moment his eyes landed on Ash standing beside Hugh. His face changed instantly, eyes widening in disbelief. “Ash?! You’re here?!” Ash turned sharply, brows furrowing at the familiar voice. When his eyes met the figure standing at the doorway, surprise crossed his face as well. “Sai? Is that you?! Do you work here?” Saihan swallowed hard, then nodded. But unmistakable regret flickered across his face. “Yes... I work as a soldier of Skythia.” Hugh, Randy, and Alwyn exchanged glances, faint confusion knitting their brows.

He’s not quite as tall as I am, but is thick. No getting around that he’s as thick as a tree, and stubborn as an ox. Unlike most other Yon who flaunt their prowess and superiority, no one knows what Sai’s element is any more than they can define the Sacred that lives inside him. Sai may be able to change his features somewhat, but generally, it’s the guttural and brazen roars or snarls of the beast within that says he’s no more Feyling than the rest. The dude smells as much as he looks like sex on a stick, but would rather stab someone than answer a question.

They were a tribe that turned into a big family that welcomes every exiled people as their own. And Saiya is not an exemption. Despite the rumors that surrounds her, she did not feel any remorse or hate from the tribe from the day she woke up five years ago until today. Each of them treated her like a family, loved her as their own, and protected her. Yes, she can summon a shadow but she cannot bring back a dead person. Thus, her being a necromancer is not possible and everyone in the village accepted that argument when the Chieftain explained Saiya's power to them.

************** Letty - POV My blood boiled as I overheard Silas yearning for a weak human mate. I had done everything possible to gain Silas's never care for me, but he refused to consider my offer to be his as a real Luna and not a temporary one. Yet, I longed to be a true Luna.

S Sierra is not just Sierra; she may have the same outward appearance, but she has multiple personalities that some of them are so confusing and hard to get along with. I know these statements may seem silly or even difficult to grasp, but it is just who she is. She is not only the beautiful, loving, and selfless Sierra that I knew, but she also turns into a rose with thorns in some ways, and sometimes can also be poisonous, that if you don't run fast it can also be your end.

SUBOPTIMAL PHYSIQUE. << PURGE REQUIRED. >> Lia gripped Bima's arm tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Bima… what do we do?" Bima looked at the Master AI, then back at Lia. He was the one who summoned the Master AI, and now he had to face the consequences. The 'Eternal Single' debuff that made him feel unattractive, the 'Extreme Acute Skinny' that left him weak… It all felt like a cruel irony in the presence of this hyper-fit Final BOSS.

I say, looking around for a real challenge. “You. What’s your name?” I ask the warrior who has the lean, ropey muscles of someone who is usually underestimated. “I’m Silas, Luna,” he says. “Step forward Silas,” I say. “Okay. This is a demonstration. I’m not sure how this entire pack seems to be unaware of what a Guardian is or what it means to be one, but I’m about to send you to school so you can find out.” “Reagan,” Kieran says. “You can’t fight five at once.”