Ultima Tensura Novels & Stories

"Now, Marcus! Close the 'C' valve! Total isolation!" Below, Marcus heaved the valve shut with a guttural roar. The effect was instantaneous. The pipes began to groan, a deep, metallic thrumming that shook the very ground they stood on. It was the sound of a system being pushed into a state of "uncontrolled flow." On Elena’s remote tablet, the Arbiter’s processing speed began to stutter and drop.

Then I deleted it again. "Focus," I hissed. My hand dove into my bag. I didn't even have to look. I grabbed the TENS unit and slid it under the fabric of my trousers, pressing the nodes against the meat of my right thigh. I dialed it up until the muscle physically buckled. Zap. The world went white for a second. The fog in my brain snapped back. The barbed wire on the page settled into recognizable words. I typed. Entry 001: 4,500 USD - Infrastructure Maintenance.

"Mr Alessandro DeLuca, do you accept Miss Bianca..... " The Minister's words faded in her ears. Her heart rate increased to exploding. Her thumping heart was running out of her control. She wasn't sure she could take all this anymore. Her vision turned blurry. Matteo held her strongly, taking her full way. "I do," She closed her eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her chest tightened in pain. Her throat felt choked painfully.

She was not one of them. The mama then motioned for her and the other young lady to follow to the etiquette test. There she met with the rest of the ladies and there were only 20 ladies left from the original 50. More than a half of the ladies were eliminated in this test. A straight line was made with white sand and three pieces of jadeite were put on her shoulder and her head. “Walk the entire length of this white sand line. Those who drop their jadeite first will be eliminated.”

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I heard his voice as he slowly began to unbutton my sleeve . Sobs escaped my lips as my eyes became blurry . ~ ★ 🖤 FREDERICO 🖤 Massimo hit his hands on the table and we all flinched at how he was furious , like he'd eat us up . "I thought you where wiser than this Frederico but it just so happened that you of all people had to fvck a De Nero What where you thinking ! Massimo fired at Me whilst I looked at kristov who raised both hands . I pinched my nose in embarrassment .

I won’t listen, he will be ok. “You will be fine, ok. You hang in there. You hear me zio? You are not leaving me.” I say in full conviction. The tears leaving my eyes. “Listen to me. You are ready, tesoro mio. You are ready. We are all so proud of you. Let me go, let me be with my wife, my sister, you father and my parents. You are not alone, tesoro. I … Love …You.” he takes his last breath in my arms.

Maybe one of you will be needed. — Well, certainly not me.—Dean said softly. — So, to briefly explain - we are waiting here for that special angel who will protect people. But the fact is that these angels are no longer born. And then you showed up. At first I thought that the detected signal of Ultima magic was just a hardware problem. I hope that you will prove worthy of your incredible origin. Ultima is a real light for mortal people. Come on, we need to start training, more intense than you had before.—Rahiel said in his usual tone without any emotion.

“What is your decision, Yo-” “-ur Highness,” Enzo repeats Mateo’s words to Riccardo. “I think I will consider it,” Enzo repeats Caralyn’s words. “The Supreme Ultima is a very difficult person to deal with, though. I wish I could vent my anger the way I have wanted to,” Enzo speaks out, Caralyn’s words. Mateo chuckles. “Perhaps venting to me in words can make you feel better, Your Highness.” Enzo repeats to Riccardo.

"I hate that you have to see me like this." "Don't apologize to me. Ever. I mean it." I wrung the washcloth out again in the sink and pressed it against the back of her neck, and she leaned into it, some of the tension easing out of her shoulders. "This is what round two looks like, the doctor said it would probably be worse than round one. We knew this was coming." "Knowing doesn't make it feel better at two in the morning." "No," I admitted. "It really doesn't."