Novelas y relatos de Yosuga Sora

Nneamaka laughed. “Uwa eju afo (nothing on earth can satisfy)” Ejima added as they returned their attention to the cassava. She was about to pick the third cassava when she suddenly felt a weight on her head. She tried to lift her hand, to make sure she was not imagining things, but her hands would not obey. They had developed minds of their own, causing Ejima's world to spin. The strength in her body had veered into the strength of water, and every attempt to make sense of the situation threatened to mask her world with darkness.

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

he asked. Yuri sighed, stopping in her path and shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked up at the sky. A single petal of the sakura blossom flower fluttered down and landed onto the back of her hand before Yuri let it fall to the ground. The girl then turned back towards Tohya, a serious expression on her face.

Lily whispered frantically into Sora's ear before scurrying back to her own seat. Sora glanced up, her eyes landing naturally on a pair of sky-high stilettos swaying towards her, ultimately coming to a halt right at her desk. Propping her chin on her hand, Sora nonchalantly looked up at the beautiful woman standing before her. Luna. Burgundy bob cut, slightly exaggerated earrings, flawlessly exquisite makeup—she was aggressively stunning in a trendy, K-pop sort of way. "I heard from Barry over at Vanda Corp that you were completely wasted last night? And that you actually tried to use your body to close the deal?" Her opening words dripped with sheer arrogance.

My back soaked. "Sora..."

She moved like a dancer, effortlessly navigating the stone-carved benches of the training square, her movements both elegant and deliberate. As Jagger's attacks grew increasingly frenzied, Sora's confidence seemed to swell. With a smirk of satisfaction, she deflected his final fireball with ease, before countering with a display of her own power—She conjured a stream of fire, reminiscent of the display Thrystan had once performed on the streets of Wyrm.

"Who are you?" One of the figures stepped forward into the dim, flickering light of a bioluminescent moss growing on the tunnel walls. It was a woman, her skin mapped with glowing white veins that matched the color of her eyes. She wore a tattered Lagos-style headwrap, but it was reinforced with carbon-fiber plating. "We are the ones your mother forgot to finish," she said, her voice a hollow, metallic echo. "They call me Sora. And if you’re wearing that stone, it means the countdown has already begun."

The Sarki had to get involved for my plan to work, and I knew it had to be sooner than later. While we sat on the mat eating dinner in my compound, I realised something odd about my environment. Things were moving in slow motion, almost as if they weren't moving at all. I tried to get Aishatu's attention but realised that whatever was affecting the environment was affecting her too. I looked around, hoping I would see someone unaffected by the strange magic, but there was none. Suddenly I heard someone clear their throat, then turned around in the direction of the voice to behold a woman in white. The only thing pure about her was her dress which was wrapped around her body. Her eyes were bl

"Scarlett." ******

It took me some seconds to get myself together and the pain subsided a little, then I heard the shower running. I remembered being killed by Vincent and Mitchell, does it mean the Moon Goddess is giving me a second chance? I touched my cheek to make sure I was not a ghost, and I was able to feel myself, I am really alive, but how is this possible? I know I was killed a while ago, this is not happening, I will go back to sleep and wake up again. Not only that, but I closed my eyes, then I heard his voice,“Naomi, what are you waiting for? Won't you get your clothes off and freshen up?”