Sailor Mars Rei Novels & Stories

"Don't. I can handle myself. I just need you to respect the boundaries of our professional bond. Don't make my job a burden." Mars raised a hand to cut off Victor's retort. "I’m tired. I need to rest. You should get back to the consortium. Since the deal is dead, I’ll be heading back to Silverwood with my team as soon as possible." He needed to see the driver. He had to know if the man from Everglow City had seen what happened—or if he had been part of it. Mars pulled up W******p and found the chat. [I really appreciate the help last night. I was wondering if you’re free; I’d like to buy you a meal to express my gratitude.]

The dark expanse of space five thousand miles above the lunar surface was alive with the brilliant, rhythmic flashes of celestial welding torches and quantum plasma arc-casters. Floating within the gravitational cradle of the Lunar Vault Construction Ring was the largest, most terrifying warship ever constructed in the history of the mortal world: the imperial flagship Sovereign Eclipse.

A smile curves my lips before it drifts away. They draw closer and I notice someone on Roxanne's back. Maybe Ashrac has come, though it will be hard to resist teasing him for not flying himself here. The person is small and sits upon Roxanne like they belong. I admire Roxanne's beauty. Her glorious blue is fitting as Laryn's mate. At a hundred yards away, the person on her back becomes clear. How did I miss that wild hair? My heart stops. No blood pumps through my veins. I stand frozen and no air enters my lungs.

the announcer says, and he approaches the glowing male that Fiadh likes. "Captain Terrax will be fighting a Latroot...Commander Saz will be fighting a Mangog...Commander Fornis will be fighting a Bunte...Captian Net will be fighting a Zobilo...Captain Cailan will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says as he continues down the line, and I watch as each Champion gets their beast. Each one looks confident and even pleased when they receive their beast. Suddenly, Krystal snorts in an amused way, and I look at her.

The parchment was still warm from the courier's hand when Orion broke the seal. He scanned the words once, then again—each line cutting through him like the edge of a blade. If you wish to see your mate again, come to the borders of the Outlands. Alone. His jaw flexed, the paper crumpling slightly in his fist. It reeked of a trap. Even without reading between the lines, he knew Rey would never willingly offer herself up to be used as collateral. Whatever game they were playing, she was a pawn and he wasn't about to let them use her that way.

Then— The lights flickered. A pulse through the Tower’s spine. One of the dark screens lit up—hijacked feed. Static gave way to a face. Marsel. Live. He wore a black suit. The Várgr crest burned into the lapel. Behind him: wolves carved into glass, shadows moving fast through machinery. “You always said silence was loyalty, Domenik.” His voice was low. Measured. “Let’s see how loud your empire screams without it.”

Kenton. A very naked Kenton. 'Mate,' my wolf yaps excitedly. 'Our mate is here! He came to find us.' "Amaris," he says, his deep voice doing funny things to my insides. I nod my head, indicating that I understand him. He smiles widely and steps forward, kneeling to pet behind her ears, "You are so incredible, Amaris," he murmurs, burrowing his face into her neck, inhaling deeply, taking her scent into his lungs. "Can you shift back?"

The Mystic Ring was flattened and looked like a gigantic boxing ring in the middle of the ocean. "That Shane is a demon and not a grim reaper, isn't he?" Marcus asked Mara after getting away from the attacks coming from the seven seraphims and the seven rulers of hell. His eyes are fixed on Shane and couldn't help but wonder why that guy doesn't have a pair of horn just like them. "No, he is a grim reaper, Marcus," She replied and then pinched the large wound on Marcus' stomach. "What are you doing, your highness?" He asked while wincing in pain.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

“Rian is recalibrating the cartograph to show weaker distortions. Kade can feel the architect's residue. Between the two, we can pinpoint where the sea distortion is strongest.” Lunaris asked, “And then?” “Then,” Alessia said, “we go there.” Seraphine squeaked. “On a boat?” “Probably,” Ianthe said cheerfully. Rian whimpered. “I get seasick just thinking about water.” Eryx patted his shoulder. “You’re staying here, remember?” Rian brightened instantly. “Right. I love land.” Solaris watched them all—a bruised, chaotic, stubborn collection of mismatched souls.