Yosuga No Sora Genre Novels & Stories

When Saiya's mind returned to the present, she was shocked by what's happening all around her; shadows from the dead villagers starts emerging. TO BE CONTINUED

Alpha Noah heard her begging as she opened her legs. Alpha Noah found himself tied against a chair while Alpha Cougar was in bed with Sora. Her legs were wide open and she was slapping her wet flower. Alpha Noah was trying to scream but right in front of his eyes, Alpha Cougar started banging her roughly while Sora was moaning his name so loudly. He tried to break free but unfortunately for him, he was actually stuck into a nightmare. Sora got ready for the day. Since the weather outside was pleasant, Sora wore a pinkish nude short halter dress. It was backless. So she let her long black locks cover her bare back. She slipped her feet into wedges and stepped out of her bedroom.

The first prototype hit Sora with the force of a high-speed train. Its organic silver blades clashed against Sora’s combat knife, creating a shower of sparks that hissed in the freezing air. The impact sent a jolt of agony through Sora’s wrists, but he didn't give ground. He planted his heels into the frost and pushed back, his hybrid muscles screaming as they fought against the superior mass of the generation two.