Wolfram Kyou Kara Maou Novels & Stories

“I am those, oh mister dear knight.” He shook his head. “What?”, he whispered in disbelief. “But how? This was…” He looks at Maya’s unmoving body. His face scrunched up in confusion. “You weren’t supposed to…”, he trailed off. I smiled at him. “What? Was not supposed to happen because these people were the only ones that died?” I could hear Mona whine in pain as I gripped her wrist harder than a minute ago. “Oh, no, no, no. You are very much mistaken, mister knight. I was created since before we, she, knew of everything. I was already here.” I pointed my index hard on my forehead – giving him a terrifying twisted smile that made him stumble on the floor.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

Klara When the front door opened almost silently, she smiled, thinking Jake had forgotten something. The footsteps weren’t quite right, and she walked out of the kitchen. The man in front of her wore a skeleton mask over the bottom half of his face. Before she had time to scream, his hand covered her mouth and he’d physically lifted her from the floor. She bucked and kicked, but the low chuckle in her ear as she fought with everything she had, chilled the blood in her veins.

The tower tilted, its purple light flickering wildly as the generator base sparked with blue fire. But from the thickest part of the fog behind the machine, Malakai Wolfe stepped forward, his long white coat perfectly clean despite the blood and snow that covered the mountain. He held a long, silver staff topped with the split-tongued wolf crest, the metal pulsing with the same high-frequency wave that was currently trying to hollow out Kaden’s brain.

Listening to her cheerful, mindless chatter was actually incredibly relaxing, right up until the vehicle pulled up to a high-end werewolf shopping district. “Katerina Kourt just released her new collection! We absolutely must check it out,” Tessa beamed, practically dragging me through the bustling luxury boutique hallways. “I don't even know who that is,” I laughed, but Tessa’s playful expression instantly hardened into one of absolute seriousness. “You don't know the brand KK? What world are you living in, Zlata? Katerina is one of the most famous werewolf designers in the entire supernatural world. We have to support our own kind!”

Nya took the Heart of Magic and put it in the chest, casting a spell that would transfer the magic to Slate, and when she closed the door, it locked under a spell that only Slate could open. Taking a deep breath, Nya stepped back a few steps, glad to have that done. Now, she had to figure out how to get back to the battle. Her eyes went to Gator. He was still stone, her spell not breaking when she transferred the power, though she was sure that Slate could reverse it if he wanted to. She’d have to find another way. “Is everything all right?” She heard the voice of the maid as she came into the room. “Oh, my!”

Upon seeing this, the one who acted first was Mai who ran towards him and shouted, "Luce Stellarum Protector!" Mai called out once she reached him. Maria watched as a glowing bright yellow star appeared underneath the ground of both Mai and Julian. The star emitted a bright glow of light that when the gorilla golem was about to smash his fist against them, it worked as a magical barrier that protected both Mai and Julian from the gorilla golem's attack.

Maya She blinked, slowly realizing that Xavier had somehow been the cause of the wolf aura growing within Karen. Of course, she had known that Karen actually already had a dormant wolf aura within her, which came out of the sacred moonstone and her father's blood - the same gemstone fragment as the one around her neck - but she had not fully realized the specifics.

The shadows retreated. Kara stood in the center of the circle, her silver hair floating around her face, her violet eyes glowing with golden light. The First Wolf was inside her now. She could feel him, ancient and terrible and desperate. "I have him," Kara said. Her voice was different, deeper, echoing with power. "He is contained." Elif ran to her sister and embraced her. Kara hugged her back, her body trembling. "I promised," Kara whispered. "I will never stop fighting."

Although she was still young and not yet at the age where she gets to meet her wolf, Ophelia can easily take care of any human who dares to cause trouble for her, and as for the werewolves in their school, they must be tired of having their head resting on top of their neck to hurt his sister! "Goodbye mom." Alexios leaned down to kiss his mom's cheeks, ignoring his father's glare, he led his sister outside. "Hey cutie." Alexios low growl had Owen grinning. It didn't matter how many times they had done this, but Alexios never changes. "Good morning." Ophelia waved at the boys as she ran into the car. This had the boys chuckling. "I will be riding with you today." Caius told Alexios as he wen