Sigrid Manga Novels & Stories

Torin, age 16 and 6'1", his teenage frame thickening with muscle. He wears his inky-black hair shaved at the back and sides, leaving a top knot swept back from a high brow. His eyes - dark green like moss-damp forest floors - hold a spark of brotherly mischief and loyalty. Broad shoulders taper to a narrow waist; even in a simple linen shirt, you see the promise of a warrior. A single spiral tattoo curls around his right forearm. Sigrid, age 14, 5'9". Sigrid is wiry - her muscles not yet full but tightly coiled beneath her bronzed skin. Short, curly black hair frames her face, giving her a perpetual look of fierce determination. Her eyes, a deep emerald, gleam with curiosity. A callus on her

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

After resting a little bit inside the library, recuperating mana and trying to not get all emotional from those memories, I used the Evil Eyes combined with the Read and Mental affinities on all the books inside the library and the information I got from the Pandora system This combination made it easy to read and memorize the information and knowledge delivered through the pages and the chapters, it was so easy and surprising how astronomical my perception and concentration was… I am proud to call this new ability of mine that can see through everything even the memories of the mana: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance]! The first magic I could use by combining two affinities and using the evil eyes

Thaelen draped it around Meguitte’s shoulders and sent Gera back to the tent for another for Sigrid. “We are like Ase, Bjorn and the Oracle,” Sigrid commented to him. She had climbed onto one of the lower branches of the tree and sat swinging her legs as she waited, tracing the engraving of their names that Thaelen had carved them when they had been children. “Except that we are not lovers.” “I have not heard of Ase, Bjorn and the Oracle,” Meguitte said from where she sat, one knee drawn to her chest, the other leg stretched out before her. She had been growing more and more despondent as time passed without a familiar appearing.

The necklace could have been dragged further away before sinking, if it was ever to. A sharp uncomfortable noice suddenly pierced into his ear and Scott fell down, holding his ears. His brain then started vibrating and he felt and excruciating migraine. He could not stand it anymore. "Arthmata, Arthmata needs you..." a feminine whisper out of nowhere said. It was actually as if the woman or whoever it was was standing right next to him. "Who are you? Leave me alone!" Scott shouted. "Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmataaaaa." the voice had now taken an agonizing tone.

A few feet behind us, within earshot, twigs snapped and ferns rustled as if someone or something was hot on our trail. I wasn’t sure if it was a human, mountain lion, or some other variety of predator. I twisted through the overgrown ferns and foliage, running faster and calling to Julie encouraging her to hurry. I suddenly remembered something from the party and turned to Julie to tell her about it. “I met this weird guy named Drake back at the party,” I said, panting from all the running. “He was lost in some role play from a game of Dungeons and Dragons. He

Leighton chuckled through his nose as he returned to his workstation. “She is eager to turn her mates,” Meguitte explained Sigrid’s chilliness to them both. “Plus, she’s Sigrid,” she added with a quirk of her lips as Connery raised his eyebrows teasingly at her. “She was Talen’s second in charge when Concordia was Concordia,” she said to Leighton. “All but a queen in his absences, and when we left Concordia, she managed his businesses whilst he traveled the world with his mapping ships…” “She is very impressive,” Leighton said with a small smile. “You do not need to make apologies for her, Meguitte. We all have our moments of… hmm,” he gestured to the vials before him. “We all possess our fl