Yama-rising Novels & Stories

Fortunately, no one seemed to mock him, even in their expressions. With no apparent reason to be angry, Yama exploded in momentary emotion. With a loud voice and a reddened face, either because it was swollen like a pig's face or because of his anger, he protested, "Why aren't any of you helping attack Magmar? I'm trying to score damage points while you're just having fun in the safe zone! Look, I got knocked down because you guys wouldn't help!" Yama vented his anger at everyone in the safe zone. Unfortunately, his voice sounded hoarse and guttural, perhaps due to his swollen face or anger. His voice sounded like someone gargling - faint and childlike.

It wasn't funny at all. "Tell me what?" I crossed my arms together against my chest. All this build-up and for whom? I was curious to know. Hades took a sharp breath, "Lord Yama is participating in the contest and let me tell you something. He doesn't like to lose." "Well, he is about to lose this year" I sweetly said and made my way to enrol my name. ***

Feeling the killing intent in his uncle's voice, Jesse almost cried out of fear. Damn it, what the hell! Tang Ying, you bitch, how dare you provoke His Highness Yama. I'm really asking for your eight generations of ancestors' help! His Highness Yama is a god-like existence in the Christina Clan. No one is to violate him. In Chengrui's heart, His Highness Yama was like a god, who could only watch from afar and could not be blasphemed. "Think about how to explain to His Highness Yama. No one can cover for you if you offend His Highness Yama!" Lonard hung up the phone angrily.

Liam thinned his lips and then turned to the maids with a light sigh. ''Alright, if she doesn't want to move, I'll move then. Take my belongings to her room.” Everyone: “….” What happened to their king Yama??

I scream my fury, thrashing harder, as I sink up to my neck. “Stop fighting, Elio. Submit to me, my mate,” Keya says, sliding off my back and walking to where I can see her. Her voice remains calm, as if she didn’t just nearly get burned alive. I can smell her singed flesh, see the blisters as her body comes into view. Her fingers gently caress my body as she does, as if we didn’t just have the fight of our lives, as if my body isn’t buried, making it impossible for me to move.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Chapter26 Lili opened the bathroom, after being tired of serving the old man. He sighed heavily, and splashed water on his head. "How long have I been like this? Being that old man's puppet, what an unhappy life," said Lili, while closing her eyes, enjoying the cold water that splashed on her body. "You must destroy Alberto Mose's power in Yuzong city. Or, I will destroy your power in this Monarch city." The old man's threat again made his body tremble violently. The anger that welled up in his chest, he couldn't hold it in.

Heyli said and burst into tears as her temperature rose. "Fuck! Okay," Kayla said and stood to her feet. She rushed through the isle towards the driver. "Hey!" "Go back to your seat, child!" He scolded. "We need you to stop the bus," Kayla said. "Someone is about to shift and it's going to be disastrous " "Then let them shift. The senior team would subdue them," "It's a Kanime."

For someone like Amaria -who isn't a mage like Teresa and Dove nor a mana using swordsman like Elex - she wouldn't stand a chance with a Horc, boost or no boost. The Horc opened its bloodshot eyes and gazed directly at Amaria making eye contact with her. Amaria gulped as she felt the intense bloodlust aura coming from the Horc. It roared hysterically and charged toward her. The mysterious figure snapped his fingers and Amaria fell to the ground.

The waters pull back and the trees sway their mighty objection as the strong howls left the two dragons' mouths. Mandel successfully transforms into the huge gold dragon he is. He flaps his long wings as he shines under the rays of the sun, rare and mighty. Hasham on the other hand is a magnificent, red dragon. His spikes are sharp and firm, and his four legs are strong and muscular. He is indeed the pride of his kind. Even from that form, his masculinity and virility dominate. Hasham lowers his head, giving way for Amira to ride on his back. As she does so, worry of the unknown suddenly disturbs her and it doesn't escape her beau's strong gut feel.