Reze X Denji Novels & Stories

Rachel shrieked and lunged at me, trying to snatch my phone. I sidestepped her and grabbed her wrist. With my other hand, I yanked open the zipper of her bag. With a clatter, everything inside spilled onto the floor. There was lipstick, a compact powder, a mirror… A small glass bottle rolled to my feet. There was a bit of pale yellow powder still inside. Rachel's face drained of all color as she lunged forward like a madwoman, trying to grab it. But I was faster. I stepped on the bottle and looked down at her coldly.

Jasmine’s POV~ I was seated hunched over the shattered Silver Veil tablet, tracing my fingers along the rough runes. Most of it could not even be read due to age or heat, but one line caught my attention. “Crownless Protocol— Contingency Bloodline: J. H.” My breath clouded the air in front of me. J.H. Jasmine Hale. I didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t need to. Well, as soon as I saw it, I knew.

“No...no, that’s not right. I got the red sling backs and the denim wedges...and I hate chewy candies.” Dena got up from the table, reached into the pantry, and came back with a plastic container of small candies individually wrapped with golden paper. “Japanese ginger chews,” she said dropping them in front of Chrissie. “And you put the denim wedges back, saying that you didn’t really need them anyway.”

Special gave out a nonchalant look and with a weird smile she walked out of her and went to Jeiel who was now conscious. "Jeiel. she called trying to touch him but it moved backward. "I am Special from the underworld and am here to give that which you yearns for, she whispered grinning widely at him. "Now I want you to be good to me because I am your saviour and am here to help you, okay, she fluttered her eyes at him. She closed her eyes and focused her mind on Jeiel. She watched the tiny memories of Jeiel and clicked past them like her gallery.

He collected the remaining roasted meat from Izu and took a long, slow bite. "Hmm. This is delicious, I will come and be your apprentice" "Get out from here, you troublesome child." "I will," Jidenna licked his fingers and lips, "This place is becoming stuffy. Thank you for the meat, wise one. We hope for more"

Beatrice was looking at me curiously, as if trying to piece something together. “Where does your magic come from, Kenzie?” I looked to Bellamy so he could explain. I was still unsure about it all. “I know you’ll keep this private,” he said, looking at her directly. She scoffed but nodded. “She’s a direct descendant of Ezthamus Hecatheem,” he said, looking at me, again with pride shining in his eyes. I would have to get him to explain more. Luckily, Luca beat me to it. “What’s so special about this Ezthamus person?”