Rika Helleaven Novels & Stories

I spoke to myself, my throat aching with every word, but it felt good to vent. “You are absolutely correct,” a woman agreed as she walked towards me. She was gorgeous, she was wearing a red halter top and floor length red and black skirt, her hair was braided over her shoulder framing her sharp features and her eyes which swirled pink and purple and were otherworldly. “Who are you?” I asked. “I am Hellebore, also known as Lazarus’s mother.” “You’re his mom? You look so young.” “Thanks dear, that’s immortality for you. Anyway, I came by to see how you are feeling. Do you need anything?”

Shailyn pointed her chin to the dark vibe girl. The girl stepped forehead, Ivan noticed her darker orbs. "I am Ravana, daughter of hell" she smirked. "I was with your pretty apprentice when you summon her, I had to come along. Maybe it would be fun" she winked at the male, running her tongue over her lips seductively. "We need to get us out from here," Shailyn said, feeling her eyes shutting on their own but restraining herself from falling asleep, especially when her mate was just holding her right.

Valek’s words seemed to pierce through whatever panicked trance had overtaken Helaine, and her whole body tensed at once as her head snapped up toward Valek. She barely looked like herself in this moment, barely even looked human. Her irises took on a silver light that shone through the blackness of her tears with a perversion of angelic radiance. “Don’t you touch him!” Helaine let out an inhuman shriek that made even me clasp my hands over my ears and grit my teeth in defense—never mind what it was doing to Frank’s mortal human ears. A shockwave of pure, impenetrable darkness exploded from Helaine’s being, and Valek was squarely in the line of fire.

he asked. Loheiruchel nodded as an answer. “So, Reyan is correct.” Hail said as he turned to them. “Blue must have been kicked out due to him touching upon Heaven's secret.” He said. His expression is serious. “Since Yan is from Heaven, and Heaven also has its own secrets…” he looked at Hierro, who came from another world where he had gone to before, and Loheiruchel, who had also gone to another world. “That’s right.” Hierro nodded in agreement. “In my world, they say that the secrets of Heaven can’t be known by the mortals.” He said and looked at them. His expression is solemn.

The General mused and read the first chapter of the story projected on the wall. The Blitzkrieg is a bitch. And the people hunting them are fucked up assholes with crystals--- the color of moss. Hestia, the ultimate tyrant, has the power to make everyone obey her every command. And her best friend, Hera, can erect impenetrable walls that can withstand nuclear explosions. Together they're unstoppable. Thankfully, they're not evil. "He's no poet," the General commented. Fulgar laughed. "You see, sir," said Fulgar. "He knew about the Altarian hunters and the theory of their tracking method. There's also the fact that two more had joined their ranks, a girl who can teleport instantly and another

I never would have guessed that I'd be here, alongside the rulers of Hell,' I thought, amused. I tilted my head as the scenery sunk in. It was astounding how different Heaven and Hell were. Heaven was filled with lush green lands and beautiful trees, a few clear lakes and even a sandy beach. Hell was mostly a barren desert landscape, tinted red from the hellish red sun. There were hardly any trees, and what trees there were had barely any leaves. Off in the distance, by the bare tree line was a reddish lake with strange flowered plants along its waterline. Not only were the landscapes vastly different, but the way things were governed were contrasting as well. Heaven was governed by one figu

Half of the new flavored tea pot of Mr Ashford was almost downed as memories upon memories flooded my mind. The taste was indeed good as he had said, suitable for soothing a deranged soul. But then, every sip of it crept memories into my mind. Memories that pierced holes in my chest. Whitehead. 100 years of living in the human world yet his name lived rent-free in my mind. I stood, staring at my reflection, at the deep scar that I left embedded in there to remind me of that cruel night the name of the kingdom of Delmoria was written in blood. Every bit of it refused to vanish.

My father’s shoulders sagged, although I couldn’t tell whether it was from relief or disappointment. Helene released a loud scoff. Every head in the dining hall turned toward her. She looked around as though offended that anyone had noticed, then lowered herself with exaggerated slowness. The movement was stiff, her expression sour enough to curdle milk. “I am Helene Carey,” she muttered. “I pledge my allegiance to the Luna, the Alpha, and BloodHowl.” Ronan’s fingers tapped once against the arm of his chair. “Speak clearly,” he ordered. Helene’s cheeks flushed.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

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