Solgaleo Novels & Stories

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL MORGATHOR PRISON. ☠️ SORA ☠️ A lazy goat in a white gown walks in to change my IV drip to a new one and walks out. I could have just said a doctor. But, yeah, that’s fine. These particular ones in prison, they are annoying creatures, and they are getting on my last nerveeees. Factually, everything in this prison is pissing me the extreme, premium fuck off!

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

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My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

She looked just like me, but with dark hair and although she looked tired, she was wearing a big smile as she stared down at the three kids on her lap. That must be our mother..... Where was she? No one mentioned her. . "Lilyyy" I whisper but no response came How exactly does this summoning work? "Lily"... Still no response. I dropped the picture in frustration and picked up a red little box on top of the other gifts. Is it right to open it? .. Why not? They are mine after all. I opened it up and almost gasped at the beautiful necklace in it. With a round blue pendant that glows.... It looks like the moon. The full moon.

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Oh sweet, Noel really give me a game-like ability. I scrolled my status. NAME: SUNA RACE: ILDIAN DRAGONOID AGE: 1021 LEVEL: 999 TITLE: TRANSGRESSOR, GLUTTON, READER SKILL: ONLINE STORE Hm. I’ve really became the last boss, huh? I ignored my HP and MP because the numbers ached my eyes, including my multiple connected attribute that I don’t know even what’s the use was for. Rather than that, I’m more interested in my skills, ONLINE STORE. Like the adventurer who ventured with his dog, slime and dragon companion, I clicked the name, and another window displaying an online store appeared before me. I scrolled the window to make sure that it was a legit store.

Varz asked. “Name’s Geh! Not Gay!” He exclaimed upset. Alfi then bursts out a laugh. “So you can goof around eh? Megumi, weapon number 8!” Alfi exclaimed in excitement. Megumi then touched the number 8 halation. “Perfecto!” Geh exclaimed swinging his baton and emitting a lot of sound waves launching towards them both. Suddenly, all of the sound waves are destroyed in a single blow. Alfi looks like he’s holding 2 big staff. Those are giant lollipops.

Lucien POV The massive monitor on my office wall cast a cold, obsidian-blue glow across the room. I leaned back in my leather chair, a single finger lazily tapping the armrest as the footage looped for the seventh time. There she was again. The little stripper who had been writhing under me a week ago, screaming my name, only to turn around and steal my watch the second my eyes were closed.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”