Yuno Grimoire Novels & Stories

"It's been ten moon cycles now. Ten is the number of rebirth. If her wolf did not come back, she is too far gone and there is nothing we can do. I'd hoped otherwise, but continuing to try would be theft on my part. I even checked her wolf's location in the death realm, and she was so close, practically through the veil. If she couldn't step through when she was so close, well, pardon my phrasing, but it's much like beating a dead wolf to keep trying." Tears dropped freely, splattering onto the skirt of the maxi dress I was wearing, and I quickly brought my hands to my eyes, trying to wipe them away. "That potion you give to Gigi to drink," Tyce asked, "what does it do?" "It slices open Gigi'

“Brother Yuno! Brother Yuno!” They walked out of the kitchen and saw a beautiful young girl who excitedly ran towards Yuno as soon as she caught sight of him. “Brother Yuno, you’re really here! I thought my father was lying when he said that you came home early. Usually you’re still plowing the field at this time” The person that is talking is about 15-16 years old. She’s wearing a pink dress with flowers embroidered in it. Her hair is also tied neatly and her big brown eyes are staring at Yuno excitedly.

“A fallen one now, thanks to her defiance. My lover, stripped of immortality, trapped in a frail human body. Her father, an archangel, gave me a deal: cut the ties between humans and the underworld, and I’d have a chance to restore her powers.” Tomoya’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Cut ties? How is that even possible? Especially now, when I’ve just handed over a grimoire that could open doors?” Rener’s expression darkened, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “Do you really think I’d let that happen?” He raised his hand, and dark smoke began to swirl around his palm, coalescing into the familiar, ancient tome. The grimoire hovered in the air, exuding a faint aura of power as black tendrils

Fuck. I wipe my hands on my face, leaning my elbows on my desk feeling the stress and annoyance of all my uncertainties. “Let’s get into something tonight or someone.” He continues in a smirk. I eye him curiously wondering what he has in mind. “I’m down for whatever.” Yuno chimes in. Of course he is. They are not much younger than me, but you’d think they are some college frat boys. There are some differences between them and the regular frat boy though. These two are undying killers with unimaginable strength.

“I’m not your subordinate and runner…” Zeno felt unhappy. He mumbled a few words. When he looked at James’ expression, he said nothing else. Instead, he went to search for Grinch’s information. He returned as quickly as he left. “How was it?” James asked with a heavy expression. Zeno said, “Grinch is an Orthodox in Prison World. He is the lord of Mount Grinch. His cultivation rank is in the middle stage of the Holy Celestial Rank. His Sword Path is strange. Although he isn’t the strongest in Prison World, he isn’t someone a living being would dare to provoke.”

There were no soldiers capable enough to withstand the monster attacks. Eunho was ordered to guard Prince Minho at all costs. The emperor wanted him to go there to eliminate the monsters if there were any. In his past life, he fortunately defeated the monster, but he lost an eye in the process. The loss of his eye was the main reason he could not face Yuna. He chose to love her one-sidedly throughout his lifetime. Who would’ve known that it was a stupid decision on his part.

Grunt had got out of Xenia and the Saint Oracles' containment in mid-air. Suddenly, Grunt saw an opportunity. He aimed his Purple Gold Roaring Flame Spear and stabbed through Yennie's heart. Yennie instantly paled as blood spurted out of her mouth. Her limp body fell from the sky and landed on the ground. She seemed weak—it was clear that she could not hold on for long. Even though Yennie was a Saint Oracle and was very strong, she still could not hold her ground against Grunt. His spear was a magical weapon from the Godly Region, after all.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

“Here is the report the General gave… ‘Ito Akihiko is beyond your wildest expectations. Has already experienced death once. Has taken out a nest of A-grade Akaname with only one support.’” “And who is this support?” “Sir the general said that it’s a mercenary who goes by the name of Yasuhiro Ritsu.” On hearing the name one of the figures who were sitting in their chairs gets up enraged- “Kill him… This is an order. If he is not dealt with immediately, he could prove to be quite the problem.” “Yes sir. He has also mentioned a very confidential piece of info in his report… ‘Wukong has arisen from his slumber.’”

“He’s chained to end me.” Nyra nodded slowly. “You are the first version of Skyrana to awaken this far. The first to live long enough to remember the flame. And now, he knows. His name is Coltro Grimoire; he was the strongest of us all, so they took him, molded him into a curse to end the one he vowed to protect.” A sound split the hush. The eternal flame roared, rising tenfold, casting wild shadows across the cliff. Sparks flew like stars flung from the heavens.