Silent Manga Shuu Novels & Stories

“My hand won’t stop shaking. I’m sorry, it’s embarrassing. I promise I’m all right.” “That’s shock, dear,” the healer said gently. “And yes, exhaustion. It’s a perfectly normal reaction to sudden violence. I’m going to make up some soothing tea for both of you. I want you both to steep a packet of this for three minutes, let it cool, and drink it all down. It will steady your nerves.” Nora and I both nodded dutifully as the royal healer moved around, gathering a pinch of one medicinal herb and a spoonful of another. In very little time, he had two small bags of tea. I took one and Nora took the other.

She was behind the changing screen, but the silhouette of her movement was visible through the thin parchment—the curve of her arm, the tilt of her head as she poured water over her hair. He took a long swallow of the brandy. It did nothing to numb the image of the diagram he had seen in the black book. The God-Shell. A machine built to eat a soul. "You’re staring," Saoirse’s voice drifted from behind the screen. "I’m guarding," Tristan corrected, though he averted his eyes to the fire. "Liam is too stupid to check the dust chutes, but Rowan... Rowan will count the footprints in the ash."

Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps. “I know. I know,” she scoffs sardonically. Rolling her eyes to push back the tears. “You’re the big bad, all monsters fear.” I’ve never heard Ayame be that sardonic. Laugh if only to stop herself from crying. Whether it’s the self admonishing laughter or genuine confusion, all Sai can do is stare with the foreign sound pinging between them. “I already told you, we have more understandings that you know. Or at least that yourself believe we do, Hirosai.”

there was also the option of summoning a sacred beast which Yamato did but Shiro didn't know how to do it yet, it was written somewhere in Dave's book he never got the time to read it properly. With his Raiken and superior speed, Shiro mowed down more enemies than everyone except Shin Whose area was flashing with blinding lights. Mia who was the closest to the area said that the only thing that protected her eyes when she looked was the ridiculous amount of scrap metal that flew out of the area and she didn't dare look a second time.

(Quickly look at the floor. Su Lan: "That old!!!! (breathes deeply in and out). So you're telling me, I have no way to get the information of my current situation from here..." Pom Pom: (Wish to dig a hole and hide...master is so scary...the saying that silent people are most scary when angry is so true....starts quietly and softly digging...) "Master... please calm down...whimper." Su Lan: "He's so old already, what did he go to an idol show for... (grinding teeth together)."

his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. "Adam talks way too much sometimes," she said with a sympathetic shake of her head. "It's okay. Higan is also pretty blunt," I said. "It's called being honest," Higan corrected as he walked into the room and sat next to me. "I walk away for a moment and you are ready to slander me." I tensed when he rested his hand a little too high on my thigh, the balls of his fingers dipped into my inner thigh. I looked at the couple in front of me. They were talking about something and did not pay us any mind so, I relaxed a little.

Yu asked as he totally turned into black smoke filling up the whole room. “eternal flame, “ the shaman said slowly as the whole shrine like room lit up forcing Yu to form back. “desperation,” the shaman said as laughing voices started sounding all over the room. Hearing the laughing voice, Yu hold down on his head as he started becoming transparent. “endless sea of darkness” Yu said immediately as he stopped being transparent. “Classless! Lifeless! Unique end! The shaman shouted as wisp of white smoke started flowing into Yu’s body that was just stabilizing.

The Phirtians retreat. “That was close,” the captain said. “We have survived.” The visions speed up. Faces, cities, kings, nations and countries they all flash before his eyes. Where am I? the shaman thought. Is this the end? No, there is more. The visions… their speed is not normal. Where am I going? It makes no sense. What those this all mean? There must be a reason behind this all. The shaman was in a dark, small room. A man sits in the middle. He knows this man. That's… Aaron Silva. What is he doing?

Philip continued. The bamboo spirit waved its hand and said, “It's okay. It's been so many years. I’m glad to see another human.” The bamboo spirit’s words seemed to possess a magical power that touched their souls. “I'm the Bamboo Swordsman's bamboo sword spirit. You may call me Bamboo Shoot if you’d like. That’s what the Bamboo Swordsman used to call me.” Hearing that, the two tried hard to contain their amusement and said, “Sure, Sir Bamboo Shoot.”

She stood there, mouth hanging open, but no words came out. I climbed into the car with a smile of satisfaction on my face, and drove away.