Aiko Arifureta Novels & Stories

I surged to my feet, ducking a swing and driving my elbow into one guard’s throat, spinning to avoid another's net that crackled with binding runes. My pulse pounded like war drums as I fought, but they were too many, their formation too tight, their intent too clear. I stumbled back, heart slamming in my chest, and braced myself for the end— Then everything shifted. A flash of white steel blurred through the air, severing the incoming net with terrifying precision. Screams echoed as one guard crumpled, blood gushing from his throat, and another was disarmed before he could react. A whirlwind of movement followed—elegant, deadly, controlled. When the carnage cleared, Ariel stood in the cente

She said. Cai Kang turned to Kurai. “You know this girl?” “Not a damn clue.” Kurai replied then turned to her with his arms crossed. “Who the hell are you?” “My name is Aikyo Ayumi. It is nice to see you. I can’t stop but eavesdrop on your conversation but I believe that with the right person, she will be irreplaceable and even other girls would not change that.” “Um, okay. Not to be rude, but you are creepy as hell for even butting in about our love lives. Just because you are a pretty girl, that doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t punch your face.” He said.

“By the way, I don’t think I caught your name.” “Ah! I’m Aiko Kuro.” As the parents continued to chat, Hina leaned over to Nozomi. “So, you followed your mother’s last name.” “… You really went out of your way to find out all you could about me, huh?” Nozomi pointed out blandly. “Well… You don’t tell anyone about yourself…” “Didn’t I tell you everything last night?” Nozomo raised an eyebrow. “I obviously meant before that.” “Nosy.”

Aiko And then you called me a bunch of things for leaving you alone at the bar Vee: Aiko Why does that name sound so familiar W....a...i..t Someone named Aiko sent me a message this morning Maybe she will be able to tell me wait happened last night Bye Xain.... Xain: Hold up so how did it to with Santo De Lucas last night Vee: I can't remember But I don't think I met him at all Can we talk about this later Xain: Sure Talk to you later You've got a lot of explaining to do young lady

Chapter 5 (FIND THE STRONG) Lei Lei did you gather the information I requested. Yes master, I already gathered the information you requested master. Good2x nice, so tell me their names, so we can challenge them all he-he. Ok, their names are - Ains soul barter 5th -Reyu kana 4th -Yuri born fire 3rd -Yumina frost born 2nd -Tanaka kanji 1st Wait Lei Lei did you say, Yuri?

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

She mumbled then dropped the outfit on the bed. Then she went ahead to pick two more outfits for her sleepover, with one Nightwear. When everything was packed in her small bag, Aria tied up her white hair and then took off her glasses. Walking into the bathroom, she hummed her favorite song, which is 'Fake Love' By BTS. With that Aria started her morning routine. When she was done brushing her teeth, she walked towards her bathtub. Careful Aria sat in the tub, then turned on the water.

” “Yes, ma’am, you did.” “This is Adonis's good friend Aiko, visiting us from Japan. She heard he had made it back from London and was here in the States visiting for business, so she dropped by to welcome him home. Aiko, this is Safira.” Aiko strolled up to Safira checking her out from head to toe. “Yes, I know who she is. Adonis spoke about you when he visited me in Japan. Nice to meet you, Safira.”

Aria’s POV “You are awake.” The voice drifted from behind me, calm yet firm. I turned, and my eyes landed on her. Sierra-de-Luna. She stood tall, her figure graceful and commanding, her brown eyes gleaming like polished stones. Her hips swayed naturally with her steps, her curly hair tumbling down her shoulders, and her light complexion glowing in the soft light of the room. She was dressed in a loose white silk nightgown that whispered against the floor as she moved.