Yuma Astral Novels & Stories

While Alta was gone with his motorcycle, ignoring Reina's hysterical cries. After divorced Reina, Alta rode his motorcycle above everage speed. Reina's crying, her pleading eyes, and the beautiful things they had passed together rose through Alta's head. Alta was constantly riing his motorcycle, his mind was ness. Emotion, guilt, regret, all mixed together. The shadow of Reina and Green came in and out of sight. It's all his fault for betraying Green and choosing Reina, and Alta's getting what he deserves. Once upon a time, there were two women who loved him dearly. One he betrayed, the other he neglected. Now Alta was alone, regretting all his actions without being able to do and change any

-If you're going to go find it, then yes, it's there- he replies, not wanting to speak. -Guay- Scott leaves with a smile on his face and Azael smirks. -Where's the trap?- Kya asks Azael, once Scott has left. -The door is not working well. There is a slim chance that it will get locked inside. -He pauses.- Happy end of the year everyone. Kya laughs. -Well, I get off. -Speak later.- Thanks for letting me stay, trunk- she says, bumping Azael's fist as he gets up. He returns the salute along with a nod.

The giant wolf's eyes were filled with dismay and resignation as he struggled away, and my amulet then spontaneously combusted into ashes, and at that moment I felt as uncomfortable as if the birthmark on my body was on fire. The man's voice sounded again in my ears "Little girl, since I have made a contract with you, let you redeem yourself for the time being, that guy betrayed me and hurt my wolves, you have to help me recover, otherwise your life will not be saved, and your offspring will not be able to live well." If I am all dead, then where will I get my offspring? Is this a joke? I woke up a little angry, curious about who the so-called "that guy" really is, unknown to me, but to my d

I have never had anything like this before soon my plate was empty because I was so impatient to consume it all. After my amazing dinner. I decided to go and get some fresh air. "Dad I'll be outside for a while" I informed my dad and left with a juice in my hand. It was dark but the brightness of the moon shined making the garden even more captivating. I sighed and walked around enjoying the fresh air and the moon but suddenly something hit me. 'The note' I remembered... I remembered how someone had written soulmates aren't found but made... those words came flashing in my eyes making me feel the depths of them. I was still thinking how could a person explain it so clearly.. when I saw her..

His voice was light but his hands trembled slightly. Mara stretched her legs toward the fire, eyes distant. “I used to think I’d never see a night like this again. Stars, trees, wind.” She tilted her head back. “Look at them. The stars. They’re in different places.” Ava followed her gaze. The sky did look strange: constellations subtly rearranged, gaps where familiar patterns should be. As she stared, she felt a faint tug at the edge of her mind — not a voice exactly, but a sensation like someone brushing fingers across a harp string. She shivered.

“I carry her blood making me one of this pack, but Thorne is my mate…and I come with a proposal.” Zaphyr rose slowly, I could tell he was even more angered. “You dare walk in here…” “I dare because you should be afraid!” I snapped. “The Star Raiders have a dire wolf now in their midst, Elena has shifted. Imagine if she decides to take the Star Raiders army and march here to this pack and avenge the years of you maltreating her… you’ll need allies soon.” Zaphyr paused, I watched his face. He was shocked to hear that she had shifted.

A mirror dimension that was not quite mirroring what happens to each other. Mountains that should be in the distance were replaced with skyscraping cluster of black cities. The grounds were either misty wasteland or fissures that reached deep into the earth. Everything was quiet and cold here, and it was not because of temperature. Lars could feel the cold permeated deeply within his body, making him lost his body warmth entirely. "We're still going to Hamal with this, aren't we?" Len asked. "For sure," Vayu said. "We just change trains, that's all. This is the Astral Express."

Elara, gently tracing the back of Darius's hand, said, "The astral realm is designed to confront us with our deepest fears, to make us question our choices. But it doesn’t define our future. We do." Suddenly, a soft glow illuminated their surroundings, revealing a serene oasis in the midst of the otherwise chaotic astral landscape. At its center was a magnificent tree, its leaves shimmering with iridescent light, and its roots intertwined with flowing streams of crystal-clear water. A figure, ethereal and radiant, emerged from behind the tree. "Welcome, brave souls. You've navigated the challenges of the astral realm and have proven your mettle. I am Lysandra, the guardian of this sanctuary.

Tell me what you notice. Yanran looked at her. 'That is it?' 'That is it.' A pause. Then Yanran closed her eyes. She was quiet for two minutes. Three. Then she said, without opening her eyes, 'There are six people on this peak right now not including us. Two of them are working and their focus has a particular quality — concentrated, going inward. One of them is in conversation and the emotional frequency of it is warm. One of them is worried about something they have not said yet. One of them is happy in the straightforward way that does not need anything.'

"Ella, that is my name, ma'am! And you are Casssandra Agustin, right?" "Yes, Ella." She offered her hand to the pregnant woman and accepted it. After the introduction, both sat down and ordered fresh fruit juice. None of them seemed to like starting the conversation but since Cassandra need to go to work, she talked first. "I understand that you are the cousin of Imman's second wife?" "Yes, ma'am, and also her companion and friend when she was battling with her disease..." "You are with her and Imman, you mean?"