Strea Novels & Stories

Andrea smirked while shrugging her broad shoulders nonchalantly. They then talked about their day and Andrea asked why she was wearing a backpack on her shoulders. Luna flushed. She was way too embarrassed to admit that she got scared of the thunder and had anxiety in her apartment. She was about to reply a made-up excuse when a sudden boom! stopped them.

What is wrong with me? When I arrived on my floor, I found Sarah talking to Dilan. He was one of the few friends I made here. I only found out later that he was the little brother Mike was talking about, and yes he is extra. although it would be an understatement. Dilan looked me up and down smirking " I seeeeee you girl, you burning hottttt today" " Is it? " Shying my way to them I giggled. " Dilan stop flattering me this early. What are you doing up here? "

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

They could also wear bracelets and medallions, depending on their status. As I descended the stairs, my mother’s mind projected her instructions from the kitchen. “Stay away from the Drock today!” I sighed. I had heard this so many times before. The Drock was a line of buildings on the border between the city and the garden fields. In these premises, a potent hallucinogenic concoction called Drax was sold. Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock.

Weylin led them back to the Great Circle where the festival was just getting started. Deep brass drums thumped, vibrating the cavern walls and Alex's ears. Trumpet-like instruments blared a deep, fast tune encouraging people to dance. Antarians wearing bright yellow, red, and blue colors skipped around weaving long colored ribbons through the air as people filed into the cavern and took their seats around the stadium.

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 _Ujuritaellianna √√√

Gesa was a small city in Hanorak bordered by green vegetation, the people were mainly farmers, fishermen and traders, Infact it had the largest market west of Hanorak with stalls bursting to fullness with more wares than a mind could fathom there were cabbages and melons the size of a bull's head and grapes so sweet and juicy they stained the fingers a shocking purple for days after wards, there was a cobbler and a tanner and a cart full to spilling with buttered scones, the jeweller stood by his curtained tent enticing ladies to sample his wares and exclaiming how it brought out the light in their eyes or the milkiness of their skin, somewhere ahead a juggler juggled his colourful balls and

He yelled loudly which simultaneously fired a burst of astra from his mouth. The blast of astra was powerful enough to disperse the tornado. Bilgrae landed on the cracked street. He gasped as he recovered his vision. Piles of flower petals were scattered everywhere. Sara stood in the original place she was. Bilgrae suspected that she was planning something. (What could she be planning?) Sara raised her and lowered her body, then leapt forward. (Here she comes!) Bilgrae slightly increased his astral output in preparation. His fists were covered in blazing red aura. Bilgrae thrusted his fist while stepping forward. His fist almost hit Sara’s face, however, she suddenly sunk down and disappeare

Because unexpectedly, she managed to become an easy target of these two men who were desperately fighting over her. "STO— !" Leona cough —spit out a deep red liquid from her mouth. But her attention was not on what she had just released from her mouth, what she saw at that moment were Damien's sharp nails that were completely stuck on one side of her neck. Small cracks appeared around Leona's pale skin. There were also scratch marks on her stomach area. The cloth covering the area was torn apart, revealing a line of wounds with fresh blood all over it.