Novelas y relatos de Shirou X Illya

Novel: Soul Shard Captor [BL Version] Series: World & Soul Bureau Series Author: Lucy Pan Dora Started serializing on: 27th of June, 2020 On Goodnovel since: 6th of October, 2020 === LINKS === Support the author: ko-fi.com/lucypandora Author website: lucypandora.com Discord: lucypandora.com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time

Illya was able to swiftly evade Gus’s attack by jumping to the side. She then swung her sword at Gus’s leg, trying to catch him off balance. However, her sword only scraped Gus’s armour. Not able to damage him, Illya leapt backward to gain some distance. Gus charged again at Illya and swung his hammer from left to right. Illya jumped over the hammer and thrusted her sword at Gus’s abdomen. Once again, it did not even scratch him. “Tch!”

He said smiling to himself. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In Clara's room, Clara left Iliana to rest and suddenly the curtains started shaking vigorously as a powerful wind gushed into the bedroom. The wind surrounded Iliana's little body and suddenly two beings appeared beside her. One dropped his hand on her forehead as the other chanted some inaudible words. Iliana squirmed in her sleep but before she could wake up, the room was back to normal and Clara rushed inside. "Iliana, are you okay? It seemed like I heard noise coming from here." She said as she rushed to touch her forehead.

The flames, the bodies, Eli’s broken form, all of it shattered like glass. Leaving only her and the shadow. Alone. Shadow-Lyla straightened, fury twisting her face. “You think this is over?” Lyla lifted her blade, stance solid. “No. This is just the part where I stop running.” They lunged fire and shadow colliding in an explosion that split the dreamscape in two.

Even in the moonlight, the color of her nipples was visible through the translucent, diaphanous pink silk. They stood inches apart, waist-deep in the ocean. Their eyes locked. A current of electricity flashed through her. “I won’t be your possession, Andrei,” she whispered. “I won’t be your slave.” His lips curved. “How could a woman like you,” he said, “ever be any man’s slave?” A large wave pushed her forward, and the palm she’d held out against him fell upon the hot, bare skin of his solid chest. Without moving her hand, Illyra looked up at him. Her heart was beating wildly.

ZAIRO’s POV Yillan suddenly looked away, she maybe does feel embarrassed. She’s really cute. I looked at her intently, memorizing her features. From her Jade-colored eyes, long nose, and her lips, she really is beautiful. And those lips, how sweet would that be, if being kissed. Ughhh, stop that thought there, Zairo. Calm yourself down, you thinking way too fast. The music of the band then started. It was a piece of mellow music, perfect for a slow dance.

Oh well, I’m going out~’ Shilou can just shook her head again with a smile as she follows the grinning doberman type of guy that could sometimes be a golden retriever ahead of her.

The image of the so-called Angel of death in the video is precisely the same as the shadowed man from her hallucinations. Azriel had already dived into her puzzle booklet when Gehrig walked in. "Azriel Capoue…" Gehrig whispered when he spotted Shirley sleeping on the couch. "How are you doing?" he added. Azriel smiled and nodded slightly in a respectful way. Before Gehrig could drop his briefcase, Shirley started shaking, throwing her hands about, and screaming "Help Me" in her sleep. Gehrig rushed over to her and rapidly tapped her to wake her up. He would tap and call her name, Azriel too, but Shirley wouldn't wake until she did.

Balder takes a step forward, crunching his knuckles. Aron takes a step back, bringing his mate in front of him as a shield. Fucking moron. I roll my eyes before looking at Illisa who is focusing on the couple before Balder, then she notices me and I raise an eyebrow. She smirks, her aura changing and her eyes shining as she calls her magic forward. One second Lilliana’s mother is being used as a shield, the next she is being catched by Illisa and Lillie. “No more hiding, Aron.” Balder says, again taking a step forward.

He slid a hand beneath her buttocks and lifted her up to carry her back to the bed. Later she sat up again. “I want to go back,” she said. “I’m ready.” Suluu pushed himself up, leaning on one elbow. Ilyria traced the smooth lines of his shoulder until her fingers found the silky scar tissue on his back. She loved even that about him. Maybe especially. That was their story. “What do you see, Ilyria?” he asked her. Ilyria rolled onto her back, blowing out a puff of air, surprised to see traces of moondust in her breath. She traced her fingers through the falling sparkles.