Sky X Gf Novels & Stories

​With a final, glass-shattering cry, Kaelen exploded into a cloud of white ash. ​The server room went dead silent. The grey mist evaporated, and the blue lights flickered back to life. ​Julian didn't pull away. He held the kiss for three seconds too long, his fingers tangling in my hair, his body pressed so tightly against mine that I could feel the frantic thud of his heart. When he finally broke the contact, his eyes weren't silver or grey—they were a deep, dark charcoal, swirling with a desire that was far more dangerous than the Sin-Eater.

Gerald explained. I could almost hear the surprise in Teddy's pause. The Bayou pack was small, likely not even totaling fifty members, much less fifty battle-ready deltas. Teddy's laughter came through the speaker. "Well, my my. Skyla Foster. I was wondering when I would get to see you again." I chuckled, caught off guard by the familiarity in his tone. "I thought that was you, Teddy." I glanced up, seeing the puzzled look on Knox and Ky's faces, and quickly added, "And it's Sky Monroe now, Teddy."

“Oh my Gods, he’s beautiful.” “Lyra,” Seyla warns. “I know!” she whispers excitedly. “I’m not stupid. I’m not approaching him.” Fenrir’s ears twitch. “I don’t know, Lyra. I think you and the wolf share the same energy.” Rowan says with a grin. Lyra gasps. “Excuse you!” Lyra exclaims. “Both of you know nothing about boundaries.” Seyla rolls her eyes. “Obviously.” Seyla says with a smooth laugh.

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

"I’m Bryson, and to all the powerful human fighters of Sky Blue Base City, I'm looking for a human Genetic Fighter that once appeared in Sky Blue Base City. "The human Genetic Fighter possesses two of the Ten Legendary Weapons—the Dragon Slaying Saber and the Sky Tower. I hope you guys will hand him over. Otherwise, Sky Blue Base City will be annihilated in just the blink of an eye." There was no emotion in Bryson's voice. One would feel as if they had fallen into the cold abyss upon hearing his voice. Everyone in the conference room of the Top Three Families widened their eyes as they simultaneously thought of one person. That person… was Lucas York!!!

No wonder Horatio had been able to defy the odds and kill a top expert at the third level of the Soul Awakening stage. "That was the Skylux Sect's Ghostfyre," Horatio said. "It can penetrate steel in an instant, let alone flesh. Although I have yet to master Ghostfyre, it's more than enough to kill an expert at the third level of the Soul Awakening stage if I catch them off guard!"

Sky chuckled when a last dribble of liquid squeezed out of his pussy, making Lexi blush profusely. Sky stood up and pulled out his wallet from his jeans pocket from where he had discarded them on the carpet. He was praying in his heart that he had any condom left because although Lexi was on contraceptive, he didn’t want to take a risk. He was waiting for the green signal from the doctor before he did anything. “Yeah, I got it”. Sky waved a golden foil from his wallet and there was something childlike excitement in his voice that made Lexi giggle too. “Come’ere”. He opened his arms for Sky who didn’t wait a second before lying down on him, putting his weight on his elbows, bracketing his fac

I called from the kitchen doorway, coffee mug in hand, watching Ryker collapse dramatically onto the rug the second Kingston smacked him square in the face with a stuffed toy. "I'm terrifying," Ryker groaned from the floor, entirely unconvincing, as Kingston climbed triumphantly onto his chest and declared himself the winner in a string of babbling nonsense syllables. "Truly," I said, laughing into my coffee. The doorbell rang before Ryker could defend his dignity further, and I went to answer it, finding Skye on the porch with Sofia strapped to her chest and a bag slung over one shoulder. "Tell me you have coffee," she said by way of greeting.