Sona Highschool Dxd Novels & Stories

When they broke out, Diana held her chest in deep breath. “When will I ever get used to your fucking old trick.” She snapped in annoyance. He always finds a way to outsmart her. “Is that a question to a high ranking don, Ms detective?” He asked, sticking his tongue out to her. “Dad, Mom, come over.” Sonia called, running deeper into the hall, where she stopped staring at the full moon. Her parents approached, standing next to her, their gaze trailed to the full moon. “It's beautiful isn’t it??”

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

she shrugged off her shoulders, smiling at him. "Really?! That's a lot of serious hard work. Don't worry once you become my Luna, you don't need to do such laborious activities anymore. You will just enjoy staying in the palace or being with me during my travels to other kingdoms!" "Sonia!" A loud yell, perhaps the loudest, disturbed what I called their lovely tee a tee. Sonia was also shocked as she came rushing. Based on her frightened expression she thought she would witness wolves fight again. "Master?!"

I lead Diana down the hallways and stairs until we reach the girls’ lockers room. I lean against the wall, waiting for her to change into her clothes before we head out to the gymnasium. The girls’ gym outfits consist of grey fitted halter top shirts, spandex shorts or yoga pants, and sneakers. The guys aren’t wearing shirts at all, simply shorts or sweat pants along with a pair of sneakers. The gym is full of angels already, light on one side, dark on the other, just like usual. I lean against the wall, unconsciously staring at their wings with envy. Diana’s wings are some of the most beautiful I have ever seen: deep black with an almost red tint to them. They drag a few inches on the groun

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

"You know she carries the Luna will. Soon she would even be stronger than I am, and the only one around here who will be on par with Hayley would be Lance." "And possibly Grey," I said, pouting in frustration. "I heard he still has not used up his real powers on me." "Huh, who told you that?" Sonia asked with an apprehensive smile. "Why do you care where I get my information about your mate from eh?" I asked grinning. "Alright, come on now ladies, both of you come at me! You weaklings!" Sonia declared, taking a fighting stance. "What?! No way," I declared, adding, "you're pregnant for god sake."

Arya then waved them goodbye. Steff is someone who transferred here in Shinrea a year earlier than Eustone. But unlike him, she wasn't popular and all. Then she got recruited into following the angel of the school which was Arya so she could be somebody. She did become a somebody with two more girls forming a group who were entitled as the scary girls in the school. They beat up who they want and who Arya wants to be beaten up. Steff didn't like it but then she also didn't want to be a nobody. A pure social casualty pressure.

PAST (MS. LENI'S POV) THE BUS WAS ALREADY moving, and my students were all excited to reach our destination. A happy smile appeared on my face as I stared at them. 4-16 – the most peculiar section of the senior class. Consists of different teenagers, mostly sons or daughters from wealthy clans, bullied by their classmates but have potential, outstanding pupils that doesn't seem to give their best at school, and well, the prettiest and good-looking students amongst the seniors.

A hook-nosed girl slithered over, her pretty grin stuck halfway to her eyes. “Nyla,” Eason answered before Nyla could. He stepped in front of her to stop the girl’s advance. “What a lucky girl you are, Nyla, to get to spend so much time with Eason here,” she purred, and placed a hand on his arm that he swatted off. The girl was eyeing Eason like she wanted to devour him. Glancing over his shoulder to where Nyla stood, Sarah said, “As the new girl, you should know that Eason here is the golden boy of the school, what with his good grades and good looks. He’s constantly surrounded by his adoring fans. But no one has ever seen him with a girl before.” She inspected Nyla, her eyes calculating.

He stiffened; the pendulum was swaying faster now, his mind turned into a jigsaw puzzle and the final piece fit into place. Four men. Influential giants. Two men dead; Ayodele and Yetunde. Both equally influential. Catholics. Four plus two equals six. Six, the symbolic number for the Sons. Six, the number of members allowed to be in the cult in a century. They are what are left of the Sons of Hades. And me, where do I fit in? Lex answered his own question. His floating brows dropped. I'm the fifth Son, Lex realized. “I trust you now understand what's going on,” Masked man interrupts his thoughts. “We begin immediately.”