Saiyan Woman Novels & Stories

Their face was expressionless, their long hair flowed in the wind, their powers were strange yet deadly, but what shocked Zephyr most of all, was her smaller frame and build; the Sun guardian was a woman. “Typhoon, you’re still alive!” the old woman called out, curious yet toneless. A loud boom echoed as the three Khan elders took a step forward, and sent a great wave of energy towards the woman. In an instant, all other combatants were knocked a few steps back, unable to withstand the great powers of the elders.

she menacingly said and crumpled her hand towards their direction as if it was them she was crushing in her hand. “What did you do?” Yahya asked the woman. Monma turned to her, fake surprise shown on her face. “You’re there! I thought it was dust,” she said and she maniacally laugh. “This--!” Yahya restrained herself but the corner of her lips rose in annoyance. “I’m going to tell you anyway,” the woman said, “It’s not only you who brought companions after all. From the trees in the forest, a woman wearing white clothes went out. “She’s Black, and she brings the night, she’s a rare aberrant! So nice right? Her name even fits her well,” Monma excitedly stated.

Third party pov Curiously, Oracle Sage glanced at the woman, a flicker of recognition crossing her features. "You are Thalia, the White Witch aren't you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The woman's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "In the flesh," she replied, her tone playful. Oracle Sage's heart skipped a beat at the confirmation. Thalia, the renowned White Witch—she had heard tales of her powers and kindness, but never imagined she would find herself in her presence.

Zion blinked and thought that this woman was a goddess so he crawled to her and grabbed her feet and begged, "goddess oh goddess please save us please, please, please save my friend." The woman looked at him with her beautiful and dazzling brown eyes and then at bearie before she sighed and sat down, she kept her hand over his head , Zion looked at her and she gave him a gentle smile before she said, "I am not a goddess, my name is Aiyanna."

Pan Bingwen kept killing them! "This, this, this... How could this woman be so powerful!? This doesn't make sense! Even if she obtained the so-called power of the human race's ancient sages, it's impossible for her to be so powerful. It's so terrifying! Impossible, impossible! I don't believe that such an absurd thing exists in this world!" "Isn't that right? This kind of thing is too absurd, too absurd! She was just an ordinary female cultivator before! Even if she had the power of the human sage, how could she have become so much stronger all of a sudden? What's going on?"

On reaching the gate, Tiana let Rex go through the passage first, she pointed the way for him, Rex soul was the first to enter the gate but it happened quick a some strange and powerful being pulled Tiana back leaving Rex soul to pass through alone. Tiana was pulled back and before she could defend herself the thing that pulled her talked, “am not your enemy Tiana,” What it knew her name? the being was a woman, looking closely she resemble Yael but its presence was strong compared to Yael. “Who are you and what do you want from me?” Tiana asked still cautious of the woman

Hari put the glass back on the platform, his eyes matching with the fallen drops of water now turned into a small pool as he continued, "The old woman.... She was a Sahira." "Sahira?" Zander repeated while Hari shook his head in yes. He kept his gaze locked with the gliding drops of water on the jug and extended, "Yeah, A Sahira— means, a sorceress. She was a powerful and some hundred years old sorceress who would use her powers to heal the unwell and help the poor. The sorceress knew who Shae was and she wanted to keep her safe from the human population they used to stay with.

he informs her, now in an annoyed tone. Alpha Connor continues to introduce her to other members. Selene raises an eyebrow at a particular woman who has been glaring at her since she entered the hall. Saya is at the very surface, ready to burst out at any moment, as she stares intensely at the woman. Tall, with long hair, green eyes just like Connor's, dressed only in white leggings that leave nothing to the imagination and a matching top where her nipples are clearly visible. Suddenly, she feels a hand on her, and she turns angrily to look at Connor.

Her eyes flashed gold once more, a brief blaze of light that spoke of ancient power, then softened, leaving behind an understanding far older than her years—a quiet, unwavering knowledge that radiated from her very being. In the recesses of Kaplan’s mind, Shan bowed low, a silent gesture of respect and acknowledgment for the true Goddess Warrior now inhabiting Jaiyana’s form. “Jaiyana, is… is it still you?” Kaplan whispered, his voice tight with awe and concern. “Of course it is,” she said, her tone calm, luminous. “I am still me. Just… more of me.” She paused, letting the weight of her words settle between them. “I feel complete, like a piece of me I never knew was missing has finally been

“It ignored you.” The stranger slowly removed their hood. For the first time… Their face became visible. A woman. Perhaps thirty-five. Sharp emerald eyes. Long silver-black hair braided behind her shoulders. A thin scar crossed her right eyebrow. She looked toward the monk. “It only responds to one bloodline.” The monk nodded slowly. “The Founder’s Blood.” ⸻ Anaya looked confused. “What’s that?” The woman smiled gently. “A story…” she answered. “…I hoped would never become true.”