Sora And Haru Novels & Stories

After Sora had said his piece to Harvey, he immediately roared, "Scram! All of you, move aside! That way, I can consider letting you all live! Otherwise, none of you can leave Sky Plane alive!" Slap! Harvey was not letting Sora have his way. Instead, he slapped Sora's face to the point where he fell to the ground. "Do you think you have the right to order me around?" Sora crawled back up and angrily yelled, "You dare to touch me, you fool?!"

A little while later, he noticed her soft breathing, which made his eyes twitch. "...you're already asleep?" Harika squinted his eyes. Then, a black fog surrounded him until he transformed into his human form. Harika, or Sora, raised his hand and reached. However, he hesitated for a moment before he gently patted Minerva's hair. As he patted her silver hair, he recalled his conversation with Santi. "Why were you so adamant about having a child? You lived so long without a child, yet you were doing fine." Sora asked with his brows furrowed.

Students are superior to ordinary humans, and they gain powers to fight opponents, such as making fire, splitting the sea, and dividing the mountain into three sections, some of which will be employed as a branch of the race. After school, Lora walked alone in the corridors while the others chatted with their wolves. Lora strolled alone in the corridors after school while the others talked with their wolves. "Lora," a deep voice said, stopping Lora in her tracks. Harvey's tall form came to a halt in front of her. His expression on her was one of disdain and disinterest. "Are you close enough to Harold?" He saw what happened this morning and was late in aiding Lora before Harold, prompting hi

she whispered, feeling suddenly so grateful for her friend. “It's just a snack, Moon. No need to get all sappy.” He leaned into her, letting his shoulder rest against hers. Elara reciprocated, placing her head on his shoulder while wrapping her hand around his arm. She allowed herself a moment of comfort in that position until she knew she needed to go. “I'm off to my class. Can I come back here when I am done?” Icarus only smiled at her. The smile was vastly different to Leif's. Where Lief's was bright and full of sunshine and rainbows. Icarus’ was mysterious, rare, and thus more powerful. Elara studied it to memory.

Callum’s voice bellowed, “Reid! What are you doing?! Let go! You’ll kill her! Reid! Let go!” Callum rushed forward to separate them, but just as he reached out, a hand lightly pressed on his wrist, making him freeze. It was Sora. Her face had turned red, her eyes slightly unfocused, but oddly bright—as if something was burning within them. Callum’s pupils contracted, and he paused in shock. Sora gave a strained smile, her voice hoarse as she whispered, “Don’t… don’t stop him. Let him… cough… to die by his hand would be… cough cough… my greatest honor…”

Sora growled. Sora pressed Aidan’s arm against the wall until his sibling’s bone snapped with a sickening *crack*. His silver eyes glowed with an ice-cold hatred, ready to tear apart anything that had ever tried to control his life. Vardan stood behind him, staring at his hybrid’s back with a mixture of pride and horror. Their bond was now permanent, sealed with blood, pain, and a transformation that could never be reversed. The great war had just begun, and Sora was the storm that would destroy everything.

Even if the heroine decided to change herself, in the end, Sorata decided to break up with the heroine again and again, until the heroine had no place to return besides his side. Besides the main heroine, Monica also knew that Sorata should already know the feeling of the second heroine for him before Sorata decided to move to Sakurasou, but the appearance of the main heroine, made Sorata ignore the effort of the second heroine for the main heroine and now, this guy became excited even though Tachibana Hana wasn't waving her hand toward him. Monica sighed and didn't think too much since he felt a bit disappointed with this harem protagonist. Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended,

The Hunter in the alley was named Sora. Twenty-three, half-Japanese, trained at a private facility in Oslo that had zero oversight body affiliation, which was the first signal that the program she'd come through had been operating in a deliberate gap. Adrian brought her inside after the event. She was still suppressed — not distressed, just limited, which she clearly hated in the specific way that people who relied on their ability hated not having it. She sat at the table in the back office and looked at all of us with sharp eyes and said very little.

Hikari understands it and didn't say anything. Just when did they arrive at Nimura, Nimura says to them "Just what the heck did both of you late." Hikari and Neu looked at their phone to check the time. They didn't think that they were late. But they just apologize about it to Nimura. They ask Nimura about where Sabu-sama is. Then Nimura tells them that Sabu-sama was not there "You know, maybe he will not taking a long time." Hikari and Neu just believe in those words and they wait for Sabu-sama.

“Name yourself.” “Lady Sora.” Her eyes shifted to him. Red spread slowly across her irises. “Servant of Orochi. Keeper of his table. Voice of his hunger.” Kiyomi whispered, “Very dramatic.” Sora’s smile widened. “You must be the sister.” Hayate stepped in front of Kiyomi. Sora tilted her head. “Protective already?” His blade lifted. “Try me.” She laughed softly. The sound echoed from every tunnel. Then the missing people walked out behind her.