Scorpio Saint Seiya Novels & Stories

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

For one, reasons. Seyi- Quiet girl, dabbled in the dark arts, often known as juju once. Had fierce anger for the demons who destroyed her family. Would never hold back in a fight. Graceful on her feet, fights like a crazed demon with precision. Katarzyna- Although she was one of the oldest, well over the adulthood mark, she deferred to others. Could convince you to do anything if she had something to gain. Revenge in her heart, a good fighter.

This got Sirius's attention in him. Sirius palmed it close and looked at Kohei. "Tell me what is this?" "A Scorpio is very well known for her accuracy in getting a vision. That marble must be your future, milord." Kohei said. "It would be wise to look into it before it dissipates into a smoke. Visions are volatile and cannot be retrieved back once it is gone." Sirius squinted his eyes at the marble in silence. "Why does the Scorpio suddenly had a vision of me?"

The look scraped at his chest, his Alpha looked scared of him. "We can't," Sebestian said, wanting nothing more than to take a step forward, to sweep his ma... to sweep the man up in his arms and hold him close, to never let go of him. But he couldn't, so he took another step back, terrified of what he would do if ....the warlock got any closer, fighting his entire body to take the step. The frustration welled up in him again as he saw first the hurt then the Anger that swept across the Sebestian features.

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

He blinked water from his eyes and finally got a good look at his attacker. A girl. Nineteen, maybe twenty. Dressed in silk robes embroidered with golden phoenixes, soaking wet, her perfect face twisted in rage. Behind her stood two servants in gray uniforms, frozen like they were watching a bomb tick down. Jayvyn's memories supplied her name: Sera. Half-sister. Father's legitimate Beta daughter. Has wanted you dead since birth. "You hit me?" Sera touched her ribs, disbelief morphing into fury. "You're dead. I'll tell General Kael you attacked me, and he'll—"

“You do not.” She looked at him, startled. Priam leaned back slightly in his chair, fingers steepled. “You were supposed to be weak that was your role.” Heat prickled behind her eyes. Weak. Aword she had heard as Luna. A word that had killed her once. “And now,” Priam continued, “you present me with a problem.” “A problem?” she echoed. “A dangerous one.” His gaze sharpened. “A dual-core bearer—strong in Ignis, Aqua, Terra, Eurus and undeniably Lux. And worst of all—Caligo.”

I was about to boil over. "What the fu.ck are you talking about? He couldn't erase the bond if he wanted to. He's not a shadow weaver." Sebastian froze, like a full on stick in the mud, froze. He looked at me bewildered and utterly shocked. "He's not a shadow weaver?" He asked me like that was such an impossible thing that the thought never crossed his mind. "He's a phoenix." I answered him proudly. My Kiran is a phoenix. Sebastian narrowed his eyes on me further, he was thinking but I have no idea of what.

Sephora smiled when she turned upon the silent table of Lords and Ladies, intently staring into each of their faces. All the Lords appeared to have their mates sat next to them, all except one. The said Lord was wearing a pitch black suit, his broad shoulders telling Sephora that he too was a warrior with centuries of experience. He was a male of unnaturally good looks, with a defined chin and full mouth, his skin gorgeously tan. His eyes were the most captivating of his features though. Pure grey eyes glistened with a predator's stare, as they met with her's, contrasting with his jet black hair that fell slightly over his face to brush his dark eyebrows. He was terrifying. Sephora wondered w