Yaelokre Characters Novels & Stories

Not only did he create a female powerhouse that looked exactly like Lyla, but he also gave her the same position as Lyla in Timaeus Sect. At this time, the female powerhouse that looked like Lyla snorted. “Do you think anyone can meet Mr. Wulte? Tell me your name.” Upon hearing that, Yadi looked at James and Lucille helplessly. He knew how strong the two were as he had experienced it firsthand moments ago. They were at least at the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. However, he didn’t know their names. He dared not ask either.

She rarely spoke these days. The old man with the staff introduced himself as Halek. He was the caravan's healer, though his skills were modest. He bandaged the woman's arm, checked the young archers for broken bones, gave the hidden girl a cup of water. When he finished, he sat across from me and studied my silver eyes. "You are Yao," he said. It was not a question. "Yes." His gaze shifted to Aldric. "And her?" "Also Yao." Halek's expression darkened. He looked at Elara, who stood apart from the group, her sword still in her hand. She nodded once, and Halek turned back to me.

The man asked again and I shook my head and turned around. "Unraveling things is what I love the most. Keep playing your game but if it's a plot that'll endanger me or my friends, I'll kill you before you do." I heard him chuckle behind him, but he said nothing else until I was done with. Before I left the room, he introduced himself, "I'm Yoel." "Yoel. Sounds demonic." I mumbled before exiting the room. … Drexa's Compound In her sitting room, Drexa and Kyle sat opposite each other discussing something when the phone in Kyle's hand rang for the nth time that day.

Ezra, who was sitting beside me, got up from his chair and extended a hand to the Lycan, shaking it. “I believe that you of all people should be aware of my support for Mikhail.” Ezra answered, raising an eyebrow at Killian. “The main question is why are YOU here? I believe that you are a rival?” “Yes, I was a rival to Mikhail’s father, but that does not mean that I have to be toward his son. You know, a family rival can end somewhere, and I choose for it to end with his father.” Killian said, looking at Mikhail who frowned at the sight of the Lycan. Ezra put his hand on his chest, pushing him back.

They turned toward him together with the small careful identical faces witches put on when they have just decided that the time has come to tell a Beta the things a Beta has been needing to know. "Mistress Yael. Mistress Sarn." Garrick stopped one careful pace away from them. "I am asking. As his Beta. As his oldest friend." The older witch — Mistress Yael — looked at him for a long moment. Then she said, very quietly: "Garrick. What did you see when she lifted her face to him?" "I saw a half-dead woman lifting her face to my king." "What did you see in the eyes?" "Her eyes are grey-green. She is a Vayne. The Vaynes have grey-green eyes."

“Master Yael, nice to meet you. Can you perhaps tell us why Mr. Long asked us to come here?” The person who spoke was a foreigner. But his eyes were fierce and cold. It seemed almost as if his emotions had been strangled to death a long time ago. “Hmph! Of course! I’m sure Yunus has told you about it before this. Now that you’re all here, you have to heed my every command. Let me be frank with you. I require your assistance in kidnapping a certain individual.” Master Yael was Yael Schuyler. At that moment, he appeared to be deeply aggrieved.

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

She just wants Kein to leave. “Look, Shaira! you are all alone now… Abe is already dead… his body is already shattered into pieces and no matter how you push me away he will never come back… because he is already DEAD! DEAD SHAIRA! DEAD!” He said “Don’t say that” Shaira said and Kein tried to hug her but she pushed him away. “No! don’t touch me!” She screamed. The baby suddenly cried and they looked at each other and Shaira ran to the baby inside their room. Kein followed her.

Ouriel butted in immediately after Yerach finishes, “How about Remy?” All of them look at Remiel and then at Yerach, “Well, I trust her. She’s the reasonable one here.” Remiel flashes a triumphant smile when Azrael glances at her, they’re a total opposite, that’s obvious. Remiel may be the redhead but Azrael have the fire in her. “And before the last one…” Yerach said, he twisted his head and looked behind him and called, “Namaah.” Azrael widen her eyes when she heard the name of the newest addition to the creatures who betrayed her in a course of one day. She wasn’t surprise that Nae is working for Yerach though. Namaah went out from the left doorway.

Cedrick was Draco's grandson, so the assistant gave the phone to Yael. Catelyn finally saw Yael in the video! She hadn't seen Yael in months. At that moment, Yael was wearing a blue surgical outfit, a surgical cap, and holding a sharp scalpel as if he was checking whether the scalpel was sharp enough. Seeing Yael with the scalpel in his hand, Catelyn thought of a frightening scene. She took the phone from Cedrick's hand and looked closely at Yael's surroundings. "Where are you? Who are you going to operate on? Is my daughter there?"