Sango And Oya Novels & Stories

Payne and Gale took a glance at each other when an elderly man came from behind him. “Well, well, seems my son put a good fight to you, Arthur, although I was already giving you a very good amount of the substance.” The two Alphas turned and saw Soga Midorikawa in his impeccable tailored suit with his armies on behind him. “Good afternoon, gentlemen.” “Alpha Soga, what are you doing here?!” Asked Gale while he secretly instructed his Betas and armies to circle the new group.

the rapacious god, couldn't contain his lust as he showered praises on her. He was already drooling from the corner of his mouth. "Enough of this war talk dear. Let's go and do something more fun." Sango, who was a paradigm of raw power, was so vocal that when he spoke, his voice was filled with so much vigor, that it reverberated effortlessly to the ends of the world—like a true god. " Haha. You naughty man, I know you can't wait to have me, Uh!? Anyways, you've earned me, since you won our wager.

Ondrink said and walked over to Soroya. “She is actually older than you. She is a millennium old,” Wynn informed him. “Even the more reason to un-mate. She is too old for me,” Mr. Ondrink said. “What is going on?” Soroya questioned when the young shaman that she just fell in love head over heels for came to a halt in front of her. “You are his fated mate,” Jovita said. “I am?” Soroya smiled, clearly happy about it. “Owen Ondrink, reject,…”

“he means to make the mortals forget us, makes us powerless and rendered obsolete, for without their worship we will eventually fade into oblivion.” Lanróyè nodded at this, for once the jolly face of his grave and serious. “That is why we need to fight back and put the fear of the Orisha back into the fleeting hearts of the humans, I am fighting back, Aróní is already fighting back, what says you oh fiery eyed one who’s spittle are tongues of fire, are you the king you once were who is second to none or are you Obatálá’s lackey?” “I am Shango the Lord husband of Oya, I am storm, I am fire, I am death.”

Sango spat on Rotimi's face as he drew him up by his hair. Rotimu stretched his right and only hand up and lightning rained from the sky, blasting Sango a few feet away. Sango stood up and saw his chest torn. He bled "You made me bleed, ó kù lèńì (you have died today)" Sango shouted in anger and used his left back hand to slap Rotimi right across his face. The slap broke the cheek bones of Zeus and the guy slumped to the ground with all his bones dislocated and his clothes torn.