Novels by Amedrianne

Yujin surged forward, his body propelled by a surge of adrenaline, as he unleashed a flurry of strikes with his energy sword, each blow resonating with fierce determination. The beast, a formidable adversary, stood its ground, its monstrous form looming before him. The clash of steel against scales reverberated through the air, a symphony of violence and defiance. Yujin's heart pounded in his chest, his every movement a testament to his unwavering resolve. In this battle of wills and strength, he refused to yield. The monstrous creature evaded with uncanny agility, a testament to its formidable prowess. Undeterred, Yujin's resolve burned fiercely as he brandished his energy sword, poised to cleave through the beast's sinew and bone.Yujin's grip tightened around the energy sword, its blade shimmering with an iridescent fury that seemed to mirror the tumultuous emotions coursing through him. The energy orb shimmered with an intensity that surpassed its previous radiance, mirroring t

The final words that Yujin uttered were barely audible before he fell into an eerie silence. It seemed as if the very air itself was holding its breath in expectation as the weight of the unspoken words hung heavy in the air. It was a steady rhythm of terror and disbelief that pounded in his chest as his heart raced. An oppressive haze of pressure pressed down on him as the weight of the terrible fate that had befallen his fellow students and even the faculty staff of the entire establishment pressed upon him like a weight. He was in a state of great shock because the gravity of the situation was so much greater than he had anticipated. The foul odor of death permeated the atmosphere, serving as a gloomy reminder of the bloodbath that had just taken place. It was a spooky sight to see dead bodies lying around the ground in such a disorganized manner. It was a massacre, the likes of which are only mentioned in the most sinister of stories in hushed tones. The beast, a hideous creatu

[INSIDE YUJIN’S THOUGHTS]Yujin stirred from his slumber as the scent of aged timber wafted through the air, teasing his senses and coaxing him back to consciousness. In the very instant Yujin's eyes fluttered open, he found himself once more within the confines of the classroom, nestled within the hallowed halls of the thirteenth colony's esteemed educational institute. To his astonishment, a sense of desolation greeted him as he stepped into the room. Not a soul could be found, not a whisper of life. The emptiness hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over his expectations.His mind wandered, contemplating the whereabouts of the other students in this moment. Yujin was left perplexed and bewildered, wondering where on earth the other students could have possibly disappeared to at this juncture. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, Yujin promptly rose from their seat and cast his gaze out through the window. In the ordinary course of events, his eyes would swiftly alight upon a mo

Aera stood there, her heart pounding in her chest, unable to fathom the words that had just escaped Doctor Karin's lips. The air around her seemed to still, as if time itself had frozen in that very moment. How could this be? How could reality twist and contort in such a way? Aera's mind raced, desperately searching for a logical explanation, but finding none. The world she thought she knew was slipping away, replaced by a surreal landscape of uncertainty and disbelief. Anticipation coursed through her veins as she yearned for the moment when Doctor Karin would, perhaps, alter her stance and align herself with her fervent desire to fix the broken pillar. Doctor Karin's inquiry ignited a flicker of hope within Aera. "Yes," Aera murmured, her voice barely audible. “Yes, it is," she added, her voice tinged with a hint of hope. The words hung in the air, a delicate thread connecting them in a moment of shared understanding. Aera's response was swift, her gaze fixing upon Doctor Karin a

The worn wooden door groaned in protest as it swung open, granting passage to Aera. She stepped into the dimly lit room, her presence casting a shadow across the worn floorboards. Doctor Karin awaited her arrival. As Aera stepped into the room, a sense of déjà vu washed over her. There, in the same spot as before, sat Doctor Karin, engrossed in a stack of books generously supplied by the stray dog headquarters.Aera pondered, her mind swirling with the possibility that it was Draken who had proposed the notion of stowing away those books within the confines of Doctor Karin's chamber. The suggestion was undeniably astute, for within the confines of that room, where Doctor Karin languished in detention, she managed to carve out precious moments to peruse those written works on a daily basis.Aera stood there, her eyes fixed on Doctor Karin, a mixture of displeasure evident on her face."It's you again," Doctor Karin, however, said, her voice tinged with a disappointment at the presenc

The question hung in the air, heavy with uncertainty. The dilemma had gnawed at their resolve.“So does this mean that no matter how fervently we endeavored to aid Yujn in reclaiming his consciousness, and restoring him to his former self, it would all be in vain? Would he inevitably succumb to his monstrous nature once more?” Robalt asked.The room fell silent, the weight of their shared apprehension palpable. Each person present grappled with their own doubts, and confusion. They had witnessed the transformation firsthand, the terrifying metamorphosis that had rendered Yujn unrecognizable. It had been a harrowing sight, one that had left an indelible mark on their minds, most especially Robalt. Yet, despite the odds stacked against them, they had refused to give up. They had rallied together, pooling their knowledge, their resources, their unwavering determination. They had delved into the depths of their understanding, seeking any glimmer of hope, any shred of insight that could

I stopped waiting for them to respond because I already knew that whatever they said would only be an attempt to convince us to remain where we were. This is also something that I am partly to blame for, I know. If I hadn't been so irresponsible as to move around on my own right from the start, they wouldn't have been forced to consider hiring additional security personnel in order to ensure that I remained safe.Recent events have brought to my attention the fact that Julius Silverstone's last will and testament has already been carried out after he passed away as a result of the car accident. Klen and Taylor were both named as my new guardian in my late grandfather's will, which stated that they would serve in that capacity until I reached the age of twenty-one. At this point in time, it would appear that Claudette is still in her twenties. This came as quite a surprise to me because I had assumed that she was already in her thirties. I was wrong about her age because she seems muc

Every time they insist on having those guards, it gets on my nerves. It's almost as if they are announcing to the world that I am being held captive in this mansion. But on some level, I am fully aware of the reason why they were so eager to coerce me into having those security guards follow me around at all times. As far as I can tell, it's for my own good. But didn’t they know that I will be with Reagan today? Knowing that Reagan is on the line might help them relax a bit, but even if that were the case, their concerns for my safety remain unfounded."I will be with Reagan, and I'm sure that he won't let anything bad happen to me while I'm with him. To put your minds at ease, the two of you can be certain that I will return whole to this mansion. Alright?” I told them as I dragged Reagan outside with me before the other two could have even had another opportunity to try to stop us from leaving.I stopped waiting for them to respond because I already knew that whatever they said wou

As soon as my focus was brought back to him, I instantly recognized the look of bewilderment on his face, which was evidenced by the way his brows were drawn together almost exactly in the middle of his temple. Even with that expression, Reagan managed to maintain an attractive appearance.I'll bet that this guy has a lot of ladies swooning over him right now. If it weren't for the fact that men aren't high on my list of priorities, I might actually give some thought to developing feelings for someone like Reagan. However, if we were to meet at a different time and place, one in which I wouldn't have to be concerned about exacting my vengeance or fearing for my life, then I probably wouldn't give it much thought at all.Who wouldn't fall for Reagan, seeing as how he has devoted his entire life to ensuring the well-being of my clan, and more specifically of my family? I am aware that I am temporarily inhabiting Claudette's body, and that Claudette's family is not mine; despite this, th

Who wouldn't fall for Reagan, seeing as how he has devoted his entire life to ensuring the well-being of my clan, and more specifically of my family? I am aware that I am temporarily inhabiting Claudette's body, and that Claudette's family is not mine; despite this, there are times when I can't help but feel as though he is treating me in this manner rather than the actual Claudette, who was the one who originally owned this body. “Claudette? Are you still with me?” When I turned around, I heard Reagan calling my name once more. I don't exactly remember how many times he did it, but it seems as though he had been calling me out for a good deal of time by this point.“I-I’m sorry, I was just thinking about something.” I reason out. Despite this, I had a sneaking suspicion that Reagan wasn't going to buy that reason from me.When I look at the expression on his face, it seems as if he is trying to determine what it was that had me startled for a considerable amount of time, and why, d

“Sure. But why are we even going there?” he asks.“I’ll tell you on the way there.”However, just as Reagan and I were about to leave, Klen and Taylor immediately followed close behind me in an attempt to prevent me from leaving. After that, Klen protested as quickly as possible, saying, "Miss Claudette, let us come with you.""Oh, dear, please don't leave without us." Taylor even added.“I appreciate the concern, but I believe I left the two of you with instructions to finish within the day. I will be expecting reports from those instructions when I get home later.”“But, Miss Claudette, are you seriously going out without any guards with you?” Klen made another protest.Every time they insist on having those guards, it gets on my nerves. It's almost as if they are announcing to the world that I am being held captive in this mansion. But on some level, I am fully aware of the reason why they were so eager to coerce me into having those security guards follow me around at all times.

At this point in time, it would appear that Claudette is still in her twenties. This came as quite a surprise to me because I had assumed that she was already in her thirties. I was wrong about her age because she seems much older. On the other hand, now that I think about it, if she had been alive in five years from now, she would have been almost the same age as me. Suddenly, I can't help but recall the lewd encounter I had in the store. Knowing she is only twenty years old makes me feel even worse about allowing that creep to harass Claudette’s young body. “Claudette?” The sudden sound of Reagan's voice calling out my name brings me back to the present moment and helps me regain my composure.As soon as my focus was brought back to him, I instantly recognized the look of bewilderment on his face, which was evidenced by the way his brows were drawn together almost exactly in the middle of his temple. Even with that expression, Reagan managed to maintain an attractive appearance.I