Sans Undertale Au Novels & Stories

“Did we really need all these snacks?” Annie said as she looked between Stolas and Candy, their arms loaded with candy, popcorn, and sodas. “Shifter.” Candy said as she shrugged her shoulders and smiled over at her mate, “And I didn’t see you complaining when I asked for the sour watermelon candies.” “I’m not, it’s just a lot.” “We’ll work it off later.” Candy said, a plan already forming to make this date more interesting. “I promise to share my popcorn,” Stolas said as they walked up to the attendant. “Can you grab my phone?” He asked Annie as he turned around.

Allison asked “Just go okay, I’ll be there”. “Promise”?. Allison whined. Niklause nodded absent mindedly, his eyes still focused on the figure. After Allison’s figure disappeared completely, He took slow steady steps towards the figure and paused. “Shirley”? He called unsure. She raised her head slowly. “Oh, you’re back”. She stuttered drunkenly. “I better go to my room”. She stood up from the bar stool and staggered towards her room as she walked past Niklause she hit an object on the floor and lost her balance. And just like lightning Niklause caught her, he has been watching her from his side view.

It went in the ascending order of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, prince, king, honor, supreme, and legend, with the finders of the Merc Union being legend rank themselves, each of whom were Emperor rank in cultivation! After Caleb, Fafnir picked the call sign 'Famine', Oxley picked the call sign 'War', and Bigby picked 'Plague'. The receptionist giggled as she registered them. "Well those are some interesting names… It's like you are all intent on bringing the apocalypse!" "Hehe! They are cool names!" Oxley chuckled. "Oh, and what shall the party name be?" the receptionist asked. "Let's go with the Undertakers," Caleb said calmly, suddenly remembering something the Coffin said. "And our mot

But just as I begin to relax, a scout rushes into the clearing, his face pale. “There’s something you need to see,” he says urgently. Ansel leaves everyone on edge as I exchange a glance with Ansel, knowing that while one battle has ended, our journey is far from over. THE END

Perhaps Sasha and Aaron could not decide what to buy and bought grilled striploin steak, baked salmon, crab salad, roasted baby potatoes, cheesecake, and ice cream for dessert. What do you want to eat, Jess? I asked, imprisoning my thoughts to myself. Everything. Smiling to myself, I took a little of everything from the table. Aiden was still quiet when he joined us for dinner, glancing at my plate but not asking me anything. “You surprise me that you know me,” Aaron said, looking at Xavier. “How did you know about me? About Knight.AI?” “Your company is a baby but famous, Aaron. Business and IT magazines talked much about it.” Xavier cleared his throat. “Also… My brother talks much about thi

he said before discussing the details of the two last countries they were going to visit, calling some students who were natives of the countries and making them tell the things that they should know about their country. “Lastly, our trip to Silvenia.This is the last trip you'll have this semester and you don’t need to make a paper for it! AA twins, you’re Silvenians, right? Mind telling us about it?" Most of the class looked at the two of them, waiting for what they’re going to say “Silvenia, cold, lots of carrots and frozen lakes,” Avery unenthusiastically said and even laid her back on the chair, when Leath looked at her she immediately sat properly.

she said whispering to Dahlia. She stopped taking down notes. Her full attention was focused on what her friend was saying. “W-what are you saying, Szuttete?” Dhalia still couldn't believe what she heard from her best friend. She finally folded the notebook she was writing in. After all, it's only five minutes left before going home. "Yes, best, I got through my timeline on F******k earlier then I saw someone doing live there," Szuttete shared with her. She swallowed and clasped her palms over the table. Her eyes twinkled. In fact, she could not show the slightest mercy to the brothers. She hates them to the core!

she said with a sly grin, her eyes twinkling with mischief. I looked at the package in surprise, my heart quickening with curiosity. Who could be sending me gifts? I carefully unwrapped it, revealing a box of the most exquisite chocolates and a single red rose. Nestled amidst them was a folded piece of parchment, a handwritten note. My friends leaned in, equally intrigued. As I opened the note and began to read, the words filled me with shock and disbelief. It was from Jace, the Alpha's son, a name that had become synonymous with trouble in my life lately. He was inviting me to dinner, just the two of us.

"You stand before the sacred authority of the ruling body." "And you sit on a chair padded with my pack's gold!" Rory snarled, raking her nails across the polished oak of the podium with a shriek of scraping varnish. "Let's skip the performance, Elder. We all know which border cartels line your private accounts!" The gallery detonated. Outraged shouts crashed down from the high tiers in pure disbelief that a female had dared name the Council’s corruption on the official record. The air grew thick and sour with competing auras, the sheer pressure of dozens of dominant wolves rattling the antique glass fixtures overhead.

All of it. Tonight, though, was not about indulgence. Rumors had reached me of an Alpha named Darius—young, ambitious, twenty-four, leading a modest pack on the outskirts of the city where the borders of our lands nearly met. Unclaimed. No Luna. A meeting had been arranged to discuss his progress, his strength, and whether his pack would bend knee or break. Normally, my word alone was law. My commands weren’t questioned. But something about this meeting… this Alpha… this night… had my instincts prickling with unease.