Rimuru Light Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone. “Wow” she said mockingly “I hope your magicules last.” As dark smoke comes out from her palms wrapping Lynx then throwing him against the wall. Lynx protection spell got broken making them exposed on Luma energy suction spell. Luma’s laugh echoed across the cave, like a witch successfully turned a child into a mouse. Thinking how being human weakens the once upon a time strong sentinels of the Moon and Sun. “I am still willing to be your Priestess you know” Luma said to Lynx “Just bow down to me, I will forgive you” she said pulling Lynx closer to her

, Mrs Desmond asked. "Because Silver is related to the moon and therefore used to harm us". Mrs Desmond nodded. "Anyone with a different answe-? oh Ella, please, enlighten us". "The answer is mercury and that's because it has chemical properties that can harm werewolves". "Hmm okay, anyone else?".

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

“This is my mom’s favorite soup. She always makes it for the warriors when they return from battle. It’ll help your wolf heal faster.” “Thanks,” I murmured, glancing down at the greenish-yellow contents of the plate. The sight of it made my stomach churn uneasily, a wave of reluctance washing over me. Despite that, I added, “I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me. But… I don’t even know your name.” Her gaze fell, and for a fleeting moment, I caught the shadow of guilt and pain in her eyes. When she finally looked up, her voice was barely above a whisper. “Light. My name is Light.”

"And now, here I am. Just trying to live my best undead life." Freda’s mouth hung open. Pru dropped her book. Rita burst out laughing. "That’s the wildest backstory I’ve ever heard." Deidre smirked. "What can I say? I’m a treasure." That night, Rita stood by the window, watching the werewolves below. They played soccer under the moonlight, their movements fluid, effortless. Then—one of them stopped. He turned, his gaze locking onto her window. Short hair. He was the only one she’d seen without the typical long, flowing locks. His dark eyes burned even from this distance, his chest rising and falling like he’d caught a scent.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

On the other hand, Lux walked over to the man with light brown hair. She patted the man's shoulder and called out to him, "Leader! What happened?" The light brown-haired man listened to a girl who was calling him, he turned to Lux. The man in front of Lux was Azura Halley. He was Lux's close friend and also the leader of his team. Azura has an oval face shape with fair light skin tone and has a deep-set eyes chart.

In any case, many hunters would consider that a colleague embarking on the dark path of Necromancy is too heavy a fault, liable even to excommunication. It turns out that it was in that interwar period, in addition to the experiments that Kurayami resolved... - I created Luna with the help of Um-Mu. – Kurayami said. - A way to make sure I had a representative of the order by my side. - She will now go with you, will be your assistant and your bodyguard. – Kurayami said.