Sailor Eris Novels & Stories

Most of them smiled, a few waved, and one elderly woman selling herbs pressed a small bundle into her hands. “For strength,” the woman said, her eyes kind. “You’ll need it, marked one.” Before Selene could respond, the woman had shuffled back to her stall. “That’s Grandmother Eris,” Kira explained. “She’s been alive for like two hundred years and knows everything about everyone. Also makes the best tea in the territory, though it tastes like dirt and regret.” “Sounds delightful.” “It really is.” They stopped at a tavern that looked like it had been built sometime during the Bronze Age and hadn’t been updated since. The sign above the door read “THE HOWLING BARREL” and featured a picture of a

‘I will change back into a human now. Without another word, Eris begins to transform into a human. His white scales and wings slowly recede in color and size until they vanish entirely. His body shrinks from its enormous size until he is “only” standing at around seven feet tall. His chest expands, and his bones become slimmer, giving him the graceful silhouette of a male model. The claws on his hands retract into five long fingers with soft pads at the tips, and his tail disappears from my sight. It’s fascinating to watch, and my oh my, Eris is so freaking beautiful. I’m honestly taken aback.

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

“W- What can we do for you, Sir? Did my Era do anything?” Dad handed him a glass of cold water. Mom was just leaning against the table. My parents began to exchange glances as Sir Mik drinks their offer because they were already thinking something. They're having a telepathic discussion. I exhaled a sigh. God, this is such a nuisance for me. “Is she being suspended, Sir? Or getting expelled?!” I let out a sigh as I locked my gaze on Mom. She's overreacting already! "No, no, no! In fact, she is the president of their block. Era is responsible from every angle, after all."

Helios revelled in the freedom, bounding after rabbits with the energy of a pup. Then, all at once, he stopped mid-stride. I froze with him, confusion flickering—until I caught the scent too. Eris. If we could smell her, then she could smell us, and the last thing we wanted right now was an encounter with her and Jessica. Helios bolted towards home, trying to outpace the situation. For a fleeting moment, I thought we might have been quick enough—until someone slammed into us with full force. Eris struck our chest with her paw, and I snapped my gaze to her. Her eyes were pine green, her coat glowing almost as red as Jessica’s hair in the sunlight. It was immediately clear that Jessica hadn’t

:Fuck you,: I teased with a smile. He finally stopped in front of a shelf. The label on the side read, “The Gods and Goddesses of The Shrouded Realm.” He looked carefully at the end of each scroll, examining the gold tags that were hanging off of each, until he found what he was looking for. He removed the scroll and unrolled it gently, holding it out so I could read over his shoulder. ‘Eris is the goddess of discord and strife. Eris’ powers lie within her ability to cause rivalry among groups of individuals and induce all forms of chaos and hatred. She thrives on these, as each feeds her power as the discord grows.

How did the pups figure out that the demon was an imposter when none of them had? “I’m Eris. I don’t mean any harm. I was hiding in the office when I heard you say that Sabnac was coming, so I decided to pretend to be him. I thought maybe it would give me a chance to be around everyone without hiding." Trisha and Polly tilted their heads to the side almost simultaneously. “We believe you. Are you here to help us or hurt us?” Polly asked. Eris smiled as she looked at the two pups.

“In the code they used to breach your systems.” He looked at me then, his interest piqued. “What kind of something?” “A signature,” I said, turning the tablet toward him. On the screen was an intricate series of symbols, looping and angular, almost beautiful in their complexity. At the center of it all was a single word: Eris. Levi stared at the screen, his expression unreadable. “Eris. Goddess of discord.” “It’s more than just a name,” I said. “It’s a cipher. I spent hours decoding it, and it led me to this.”

I spin around to find a woman I haven't seen before coming around from the side of the house. She is tall and thin. Jet black hair and milky white skin in stark contrast. Her eyes are a fiery red which is the only difference from her brother. She looks just like Thanatos. “Eris.”

Sirnas are truly magnificent beings. Eisa waves her hand and suddenly a glorious stream of cyan blue sprouts up in my black vision, curves, and takes the form of a staircase that I’m certain reaches from the ocean surface to the edge of the cliff. Eisa comes from a long line of Sirnas and for that reason not only has a tail but the ability to manipulate water. While I can’t see the water, I can assume she made that staircase out of water. Which is pretty cool if you ask me. Eisa swims closer to the stairs and I watch as her radiant tail disappears to be replaced by the outline of legs as she walks up the steps to the top of the cliff. As she reaches the top, the staircase completely disappea