Novelas y relatos de Supergirl

she said. She lay down. Kira between them and the shimmer between them and the compound quiet outside and the Gareth submission in the council registry and no deaths, no deaths, no deaths. Three months and some days. The first female Alpha Supreme, formally recognized, ten to one. Her daughter who had been born in a battle and had called fire at forty-one days and had now, apparently, claimed the shimmer as her own. Damoew's hand found hers in the dark. She held it.

I couldn't believe what she had been through, and I felt a deep desire to protect her from any further harm. "I just want to feel safe again," Chantelle said, her voice breaking. "I just want to feel like I can trust people again." I looked into her eyes, and I knew that I would do whatever it took to help her feel safe and secure. "You can trust me, Chantelle," I said. "I'll do everything I can to make sure you're safe, and that you never have to go through anything like that again." She nodded, and I could see the relief in her eyes. "Thank you," she said. "I don't know what I would have done without you."

cheered the Snowden warriors, their faces lighting up with hope. The woman, cold and stunningly beautiful, held a white iron fan. With swift, deadly strikes, she dispatched several of the meteorite-powered superhumans, securing the area with ease. Lady Glacier, also known as Connie Kellan, was a revered figure in Snowden, though no one dared to pursue her. "What's going on?" Connie's voice was as cold as her expression, emotionless. "We're not sure, but it seems connected to Wyverna," replied a warrior holding an ax, his head lowered in deference, unable to meet Connie's icy gaze.

The pilot takes my luggage out and leaves it on the ground next to my cousin. “You can come out now. I see no danger.” – my cute cousin says through mind-link. And I obey my former alpha-to-be one last time. I had a simple outfit. I chose not to wear the most daring outfits that I like so much. I didn't want to look too modern in my presentation in my pack. The Moon Goddess is my witness to how I like my outfits, but today I'm wearing light blue jeans, ripped above the right knee, a tight white T, which I tucked into my jeans, a jacket the same color as the jeans, that I tied at the waist. It was hot to wear it. White Jordans, a white belt, and finally, my favorite adornments, small round ea

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

She was the most beautiful lady I had ever seen in my existence. In panic, she quickly opened the vial she had brought,warm tingling liquid filled my throat. She stood up almost immediately and made a dash for the metal door. She had accidentally dropped her locket. After my release from the dungeon I tried to look for the mysterious lady. I couldn't ask anyone, that was only going to put her in danger. Dad could never know someone saved me. The vial she gave me had worn off the effect of silver in my system. I concluded I was hallucinating until met Gwen. She was a spitting image of the lady. I could even say the lady was a grown-up version of Gwen. I've never been so confused as I was at t

Since their realms were not high enough, they could not see what was going on in outer space like Mason, who was a Super-God. “Celia, I'll go up and take a look. Wait for me here,” Selena said to Celia. “Okay, Selena. Be careful,” Celia replied. Selena grunted a reply before her body soared into the sky. Now, she was already a partial Super-God. Aside from Mason and a few others who upgraded to Super-God Rank after being stimulated by the genetic drug, Selena was one of the strongest people on Earth. At the same time, Selena took the opportunity to make swift progress and successfully overtook her grandfather Delmont to become the strongest person in the King family.

She was dressed in hunting gear men wore ingreece centuries ago. "My name is Artemis, one of three moon goddesses." She said, as Dr. Botan appeared. "You've got my message?" "I did, it's a bit unusual are you sure about this?" "As long as the people responsible die." "This will make you happy, Queen Emiko?" "It will, reset the timeline." Artemis nodded and we were surrounded by a blinding light and then darknesss. Artemis POV

the AI responds just before a brief pause. “Results indicate that the license plate number is one belonging to a Selena Stone. According to her Ohio driver’s license she is a twenty-nine-year-old African American female, black hair, brown eyes, six feet tall one hundred ninety-five pounds her birthday is November twelfth nineteen ninety-one, would you like me to continue?” the system blurts out in a calculating tone. “Mecca where is she located now?” I ask the AI all to desperate to find her. Selena, that was her name it was a kind sweet name it suited her.