Sora Yu-gi-oh Novels & Stories

Sora closed his eyes, took a deep breath in, and shifted as he exhaled. Ezra gasped when he saw Sora in his true form. Sora's scales were cream, tan, and gold, with charcoal gray accents along his spine and down the length of his tail. He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon.

I was tired of her seeing me as a prey and helpless. “I’m sorry about Miss Jonas.” She said as we settled in the far corner of the food court. “It’s not your fault I’m helpless, Azura” I responded as I munched the pitiful meal. She remained quiet as I ate. “Miss Jonas is the cousin of Yara Jonas. Miss Yara has a history with the alpha and we had all thought they were going to get married. Those chances had been thwarted when he married you.” Azura explained hushly and I paused from eating to look at her.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued * —————————————————— Note: I really hope the criticism and suggestions on my story. If you wish, please write in the comments column. Thanks. 🤗🥰

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.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

“Lily.” “Oh, that poor soul” she mutters, wiping at Rome’s sweaty forehead and wiping her bloody tears. “Lily has magic. She is probably better equipped than we are.” “You are probably right,” Laney laughs, reaching for a new towel. “How are you doing, sis?” I ask, leaning over and grabbing hold of Rome’s shoulders.

he affirmed, recognizing the glimmer of remembrance in my eyes. As the fragments of my past began to coalesce, I felt an overwhelming flood of emotions. Memories surfaced, not just as Iris, but as another, someone named Nadia. The realization hit me like a tidal wave—my true identity was Nadia, and the memories that resurfaced were a tapestry woven with love, betrayal, and tragedy.

As I wondered who had set them off, a message from Amy popped up. "Carla, aren't they beautiful? Johnny set off all those fireworks for me. If you know what those fireworks mean, you'd better step aside and give up your title as Luna." I smiled. "You can keep Johnny, but the Luna title stays with me." Right after I sent that, Johnny connected with me through our mind-link, his roar giving me a headache. "Carla! What are you doing?! Amy's been crying ever since she texted you! Do you still want to remain as Luna? If you can't do the work, I'll find someone else who can!"

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”