Yuma Yugioh Zexal Novels & Stories

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

he added and unrolled one of the scrolls. It was a detailed illustration of a magical core. Magical cores are the strings of magic that settles in the bottomest part of a Yoza's heart. They usually determine if a Yoza is Light or Dark. There are rare instances of a Yoza being Grey, that means that they are neutral, they are neither Light nor Dark, in short, they are the freewill. Whereas Light Yozas can never turn Dark and vice versa, Grey Yozas can choose whichever side they want to be in. They also usually possess the rarest and most unimaginable types of magical powers or Mahos.

said the blue haired girl, “you might miss some interesting news from Mrs. Hilda!” Quan looked at her. “You mean, Annual Tour plans,” she declared. “Sounds normal.” The girl named Abara sighed. She turned to the companion next to her, as if she was going to ask for help. “What do you want Exan to explain to me?” Quan asked casually, mentioning the name of the different-eyes girl beside Abara. “What Bara means is not a general topic, but a specific one,” said Exan bored. “Tour location, you mean,” Quan said calmly.

She was wearing her clothes half-way, with her hands freezing in the mid-air. Then, a stunning beauty came to her mind — Waltz Fleur! In the end, all she could do was sigh. Ten minutes later, Zayn, Kazim and the others entered the room together to see Xyla. They were extremely surprised to see Xyla who was healed to her initial state, they expressed their gratitude to Alex again. However, Zayn received a call at this moment. “Old Zayn, Weiner Stoermer is heading over to you guys with the 36 Heavenly Spirits. They’d be there in an hour or so! Please be careful!”

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

The players and their pairs put the cards on the table and begin to add their numbers. -I shit on the mother who gave birth to him. -said Azael when he sees that the highest sum of numbers is held by the same boy who was at the entrance, the one who seems to want to ruin our lives and the same one who has not stopped looking at me throughout the game.

Axel The moment I stepped out of Zoraya’s room, I felt the weight of everything pressing down on me. The revelation of her pregnancy had shaken me more than I cared to admit. I had spent years searching for my mate, yearning for the moment I would finally have her in my arms. Yet, now that I had her, fate had thrown something unexpected in my path. Zoraya was carrying another man’s child. I exhaled deeply, trying to suppress the growl building in my chest. It wasn’t her fault—I knew that. Queen Melody had made it clear that Zoraya hadn’t even realized she was pregnant until she told her. That only meant one thing.