Xuan Ji Novels & Stories

“That’s Aiden. From Aelion.” She kept working, but her eyes tracked him. He anticipated problems before they fully appeared—shifting a cart that was about to block a hallway, handing off fresh tubing to a nurse who hadn’t even asked yet. Quiet. Capable. In the middle of all this breaking, it stood out. Later, as the new units were being positioned near the main bays, their paths crossed. Naomi wiped her hands on her scrubs and approached. “These systems,” she said, nodding at the sleek equipment. “How do they hold up when everything else is falling apart?”

Princess Xiang Ning was so scared that she lost her color, knowing that although Xuanzu was old and confused, but his power was not shallow, so if he fought indiscriminately, it would be strange if he didn't beat Xiao Chen to death, and he was busy shouting, "Xuanzu don't ah!" Emperor Taixuan still ignored her, put Xiao Chen down, both palms pressed on his shoulders, and slowly wiped to his chest, a stream of true qi was also injected along the way, wiping smooth the disordered true qi in his body at this time, said, "Changqing, these four phrases of the mnemonics, remember them clearly?"

Xyla could simply guess and see through all her little tricks. She flicked a glance at Mary coldly. Then, she grabbed the tabletop microphone in front of Rebecca and placed it before her. She glared at Mary and began, “Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was in love with Yang Yuhuan back then. Yang Yuhuan loved to dance so he had this silver censer created especially for her. He hoped that Yang Yuhuan would dance in fragrance, and wore the censer on her at all times.”

Nya hoped someday she would have a curvy figure with large breasts, but for now, she used her tiny frame to her advantage and folded herself into the shadows, trying to calm her thundering heart before her hiding spot was given away. He would be by soon; she just knew it. Gavin Cross was a talented hunter, as was his father before him. Someday, Gavin would be a fierce warrior, too, just like his father, Xaver. Though King Zar refused to appoint Xaver to a post higher than King’s Commander for reasons Nya didn’t understand, everyone knew that Xaver was the best warrior in the army and had more kills than anyone else, even King’s General Rok Phin.

Su Chen stared at the girl who looked at hi with wide eyes, his lips curled as he picked up his car keys "I'm a soldier, despite my very handsome appearance, you think I will do something that illegal?" He asked before patting her head softly "I heard Li Zhang was using something to tie you down am I right?"

My hair is raised in the most ridiculous style and his hair is slicked back, perfect as ever. I turn it over and in a nice cursive handwriting, the names; Hazel Chestnut and Jamie Johnson are written with a date: July 16th. What does this mean? The lifetime sh*t Jamie spoke of springs easily to mind. So, we reincarnated? That's not something I ever believed in but this seems so real. 'Could be a prank Jamie and Brit are playing on you' my subconscious points out. Yeah, she's right; anyone with a laptop can edit something like this, right?

They stared at the flower garden and lost in their own thoughts. "Ayumi has always loved sakura. Spring is coming soon.. She must be taking me to Ueno park for hanami…" Edzar muttered. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out some vitamins, he said it was a vitamin but Ariesta wasn't sure either, and drank it without water. Edzar used to gulp it down when he was nervous. Damn... Ariesta thought. She always couldn't stand it when Edzar sulked like this. The woman exhaled the smoke slowly.

"Hello," Xavier muttered angry that he approached his sister like some stranger and not her big brother. Her eyes flashed with realization as her hold on her wineglass tightened, "I should have known your fiancée will sell me out even with her reassuring, I respect your decision phrase," Xavier's gaze flickered to Brian's form as he took in his overly gelled hair which made him think of a man striking poses in his briefs every morning. He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table.

He can't wait for his majesty to call him Daoist Xu instead of Eunuch Xu. Everything was perfect until Wang Junjie got a hold of his collar. Now, he's not much different from a paralyzed white kitten being carried by its mother. "It's too deep. You can't just jump in." Sect Elder Wang pulled him back to the top and dropped him on the wooden floor. "Ouch!" 'Daoist' Xu rubs his butt. That drop hurts! Wang Junjie continues, "Judging from Xiulan's voice, it seems the height is too deep for you to jump into. You'd be lucky if you only acquire a broken bone or two."