Sora Perse Novels & Stories

she boasted. "Classy," I mumbled under my breath, knowing that Luca could hear. "I'll see you around, Ella, and SpongeBob or whatever your name is," she said before marching off in her high heels. "Rude," Luca grumbled. "It's Ernesto Ludwig Weasley-Squarepants." I choked on my final fry and had to use my remaining lemonade to wash it down. "But really? Weasley-Squarepants? What kind of messed up, perverted Ron and SpongeBob breeding process is involved in producing a child with that surname? And ringworms? Where the fuck did that one come from?" He questioned.

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.

Heh. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and I—Hagakure Sorahiko—must have completely lost my damn mind. Please call me Sora, my only friend calls me Sora. I'm Sora and I am a male omega. Yes, you heard that right I am a male omega, I have heats, I have a womb but luckily for me. And no, I do not have a period, cheers to all the females out there. Honestly, being a male Omega is hell enough. I cannot imagine having a period on top of that.

The dog said and it shrunk its size until it became a puppy. "D-daddy…?" Minerva confusedly called for her father as her little hands grasped his clothes. Santi sighed and made her stood upon the ground so she could be closer to the dog. "This was Sora. From now on, it would take the shape of a dog and would protect you." The puppy, which was Sora, wagged its tail as it observed the little girl in front of it. "You must be Minnie, the daughter of the Duke of Ivrea. The name's Sora." The puppy introduced itself.

So I was my father's daughter, but he hated me more than he hated his enemies, for reasons I didn't know. Sora, my handmaiden, sank next to me, the bed sinking with her weight and she propped me up, fixing the wooden brush in my silver hair, detangling the locs. We sat before the mirror, my furrowed gaze fixed on my reflection. “Princess Annora,” Sora called out, her head bowing courtly and her lips curled into a smile, “Perhaps your mate is yet to be born. I mean, he's the god of seven seas, with eyes as piercing as fish.”

He walked off to the bedroom, leaving her standing there with his release dripping down her thigh. Sora Robbins, twenty-eight years old, stared at her reflection in the hallway mirror. The woman looking back at her had beautiful dark hair, full lips, and soft, generous curves that men on the internet called “goddess-like.” But in her real life, those same curves were weapons used against her. She didn’t know how much longer she could survive this. --- The next morning at Blackwood Corporation, Sora tried to bury herself in work. As a senior assistant in the marketing department, she was good at her job — organized, quiet, and reliable. But today her mind kept drifting.

Sora growled at her mother angrily, her eyes glowing pink with this unusual aura that had surrounded her. Cerci took a step away from Sora as the power that had surrounded Sora was something that even forced Alpha Cougar to narrow his eyes at her. He was unable to understand what was happening, how an Omega like her was able to wield such power. Cerci fell on the ground, looking pale. “After you, my Alpha.” Sora's voice pulled Alpha Cougar out of the daze he was lost in. And just like that, he couldn't actually remember the reason he was suddenly so surprised. As if someone erased his memory in a flash. Nodding his head, Alpha Cougar walked out of the mansion and everyone followed his lead.

Tony says, holding me tightly. “Not much is known about her. There is a legend, but we can't confirm it,” Isaac says, pulling a book out. “Here it is. Soraise was a farm girl, married to a farmer with a small son. One day, the King of Werewolves arrived at their farm and asked for a drink from the well. Soraise took him the water and the King claimed her, taking her away as her husband and son were held by the guards. Her husband was killed for attacking the guards and her son was sent to his grandfather. It is believed that her son is Sedit Young, the first ever Werewolf Hunter.” It suddenly feels like a bucket of ice water has been poured over me. Sedit?

The certainty behind that single word reverberated through our entire connection. Alive. I looked at Johanis instantly. His eyes had widened, trying to call within him. "Sora?" The wolf huffed, clearly annoyed. 'Alive.' Mom noticed immediately. "What happened?" Johanis hesitated. "Sora believes Eros is alive." Dad blinked as Mom stared. "...believes?" she repeated. Sora surfaced further. Still protective as ever but this time anyone can see that he's sleepy and still exhausted, but certain. 'Alive.'

I have always thought that I would get a strong mate, someone who would run this pack with me but then I had this strange dream about the Moon night pack and went there only to find that an Omega is my mate. I was mad at the Moon Goddess for giving me an Omega as a mate and I wanted to reject her the moment I saw her but then I heard the way her Alpha and Luna talked to her. My anger got the better of me and here she is disturbing my peace and quiet. When I found out about her being a witch, vampire, and wolf, I realized she must be a monster and that she had put a spell on me for believing that she was my true mate. I want to find out what exactly she wants from me and by doing that, I will