Sayoris Novels & Stories

They didn't want to trouble him and I didn't want to scare him but at this moment I had no idea what to do. "Sir Elias, welcome back." A gentle voice said and I feared the outcome as the nursing mother, Sonya came out with my son in her arms. Silvester Hikari York was the name I chose for him because I wanted Sora to grow to love the child by giving him familiar names he was well aware of. Sly was currently in his fourth month of age and his resemblance to Sora was uncanny as well as his personality and his eyes differed greatly from Sora.

Harry asked in a whisper, “Mr. Jourdain, this is Bryson Yost, a warlord.” Leon, who planned to kill Kayson to get merits, was appalled. “What did you say? A warlord?” Kayson glanced at Carlson coldly, and the latter sneered. “What are you looking at!?” Kayson merely smirked and approached Farris, who had fainted. He put a hand on Farris, his gaze growing icier. “Leon Jourdain, was I rude to you? Have I mistreated you?”

Soroya made her hands into fists before she continued on to Jessica’s and Ann’s dorm room. Merch was her current husband. Somehow Shysie had her memory wiped and all Soroya ever remembered was being married to a Vampire nest leader, called Merch, who had three times as many wives as Michael. The only reason she remembers Paris was because she drank from him and could see the life they had together.

At last, Osiris began to speak at this point. “Hah-hah-hah, Zayn Larson. It’s really Zayn Larson!” Osiris suddenly burst out laughing. He guffawed loudly but there was no joy in his expression at all. In fact, his eyes were ice-cold and the sight of him was terrifying. “You’ve done well, Zayn Larson! I didn’t expect that the man who married my daughter would be Zayn Larson!”

Shannon seeing this as her cue to leave walked back out of the room. The two girls shrugged down their robes, leaving them unclad. Their porcelain skin glowed and something behind their necks caught Lyra's attention as they wiggled their hips toward him. The reddish–pink welts behind their neck had a name which she could only assume was his on it. "Marcellus". The swirls of his name formed a beautiful pattern as it embossed itself in their skin, almost like a tattoo. She heard a small groan leave his lips when one straddled him and the other sat beside him, pulling at his shirt.

He laughed sarcastically as he brushed his face with his two hands. I am starting to get curious now. What did Cyrene tell him? "Carmela..." "What the fuck are you talking about, Tristan?" I asked through gritted teeth. He looked at me through his tears that kept falling endlessly. "Answer me you asshole!" I said as I pinned him against the wall. "Cyrus!" "Alpha!" Andy and Alicia screamed but I did not let go of Tristan. Instead, I pushed him harder against the wall.

Such a small creature, what can he possibly do? Yori inhales deeply, his nose flaring as he catches a whiff of scent oozing from the omega. Alpha pheromones, thick and recent. Yori sniffs the air again, his eyes narrowing toward the woods. “Someone’s close. An Alpha, You’ve been servicing him, haven’t you? You smell of sex omega," His gaze drags down Soral’s body in a way that makes nausea spurt into Soral's mouth —the too-big breeches Soral wears, which are attached to his waist by ropes in the form of belts, are clearly not his.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

December 23, 2003 – 22:15 “LIEUTENANT YOUMIS?” said Sebastian, looking at him. “Wasn’t he supposed to replace High Fay Zaaro?” “Yes. These abominations reek of his essence.” A few minutes later, Coralis got back on her feet and stepped out of the circle. “Lieutenant Youmis is exhausted. I don’t think he will regain control anytime soon,” said Coralis. “And you said vampire essence was in the mix?” said Eva.

Ryu’s voice deepened. His whole body was covered in blood, his eyes glowing red like a true monster; even my father couldn’t make his eyes look so intimidating. “I am the Alpha; I am Ryu, and I am a predator who feeds on his enemies like prey.”