Ahri Tail Novels & Stories

Tora threatened us. "What are you saying?" my brother grunted. She whimpered and cried hysterically, "I don't want to be left behind! I want to see Ari until she ascends to Nirvana. I won't eat anything if you leave me here." My brother looked frustrated and felt guilty for some reason. "Are you crazy?! You still haven't changed! You'll just cause trouble for Ahri. Please! Just listen to us," Macan nagged. "No!" she screamed, walking into their room and locking the door.

he added while closing his eyes. Then Ahri started the incantation. She closed her eyes and started muttering, "Eripe animam, flere sanguine venire ad me, et ponam te in somnum. Et stabit de domino vestro, aliquis. Et stabit de domino vestro. Audite vocem meam. Posuit animam tuam meis dormitationem, donec dominus REGRESSUS. (Rescue, weeping blood coming toward me and put you to sleep. He will master you ask. But out of your master. Obey me. Put thy soul to slumber until the owner come back.)"

he pointed out, looking at the five of us. I shrugged, “the elements we control influence our physical traits.” I smiled as I looked at my sisters bickering. We really didn’t look alike. Ari had black hair which was straight and fell to her lower back and intense green eyes that turned orange when she used her powers, her red peasant dress showed off the curves on her tall hourglass frame. The wing tattoos on her back were shades of oranges, yellows, and reds. A complete contrast to Huricana with her long dark blonde hair, pale green eyes, which turned white when she used her power. Her purple peasant dress showed her slight frame. Her wing tattoos were on her back in shades of white, greys

She whispered brokenly wiping the single tear that escaped her eye. Hugging her arms around herself she tried to keep herself warm from the cold. Her head was dizzy. She was already drained from using all her magic in saving Draken and now Hunter made her go through this. He possesses no heart. A cruel Alpha. She must avoid him at all costs.

Liora POV The journey back to the SUVs are just as merciless and unforgiving, each step a jagged reminder of what we’ve survived…and what still waits ahead. My legs tremble from the fight, muscles screaming with every stride, but I keep moving. The Silver Dagger clutched tight in my hand. Its warmth pulses against my palm, steady and alive, like a second heartbeat synced to mine. The ruby glows faintly, a soft crimson light that cuts through the mist, and every time the light touches my skin, Aria stirs – stronger now, her growl no longer a distant whisper but a deep, resonant force clawing closer to the surface. The suppression serum still holds her back, but the dagger’s power is eroding i

Her eyes, a piercing blue, glowed with a fierceness that left me speechless. With a final twist of her spine, Ari stood in front of us on all fours. She took a few steps toward me before raising her head to the sky and letting out a long, haunting howl. Others joined in, their howls echoing like a battle cry, and I was their target. I finally shook out of my stupor and moved back, only to be stopped by Tyler. I looked up to see him baring his teeth. For a moment I thought he was coming after me too, but his golden eyes were locked on Ari.

Instead, it flowed along the lines of the stars, slowly completing the missing core of the manifestation. A dragon's roar suddenly shook the heavens, and its black silhouette was barely visible in the clouds. With a light tap of her toes, she leaped to the reversing wind and rode it to the core of the manifestation. Her wooden hairpin immediately snapped and broke, and her long hair billowed in a shower of light. The grandmasters' arcane implements fell to the ground with metallic clinks. Amidst the golden rain, Aria, who was previously known as a good-for-nothing, stood on the manifestation's platform, her robes fluttering.

The beast did not care about her spoon story. It came at her again. Both claws swiping. Its spiked tail whipping around from the other side, trying to catch her in the back. The tail had barbs on it, sharp and curved, the kind that would tear flesh on the way out. Kaelithra ducked under the claws. She felt the wind of them passing over her head. Then she jumped over the tail, tucking her knees to her chest, feeling the barbs brush against the soles of her borrowed boots.

"To deceive Balaro, I cooperated with you in that play. I was waiting for you to injure him so that I could become the leader of the Neuf Chrys Club! Let me reintroduce myself—I'm the Corpse Tailor, Koi Hadachi!" As Koi finished speaking, his whole body was enveloped in a purple light, and two crowns appeared behind his head. The wriggling corpses began to tangle together, forming the shape of a wolf! Its mouth was lined with densely packed sharp teeth made of human ribs, and its tail comprised intertwined arms. Riker did not hesitate. He aimed his gun at the monster and fired several shots. However, it only drew ridicule from Koi. "Dead things can't die again!

Shouldn’t he have some immunity? She wasn’t sure what to make of the events unfolding before her. She had never used her aura before. She wasn’t expecting it to do this. To be that powerful. She was scared to keep the command up any longer. She slowly pulled her aura back allowing everyone to get to their feet. The moment Alpha Mitchell stood up Arya’s attention snapped to him. She noticed he was beat red. His jaw was clenched, and his fists were balled. He looked like he was ready to kill her.