Akatsuki Nagato Novels & Stories

Kenji Sato stood at the head, 6'1" of lethal grace wrapped in a midnight-blue bespoke suit that clung like a lover's promise. Porcelain skin stretched over high cheekbones, jet-black hair slicked back to reveal obsidian eyes that locked onto mine with unnerving precision. A thin scar sliced his left jaw, a whisper of violence. His mouth curved in a half-smirk as he extended his hand. I took it, expecting firmness. Instead, his grip lingered—warm, unyielding, thumb brushing my knuckle in a graze that sent unwelcome heat coiling up my arm. "Ms. Whitaker," he said, faint Japanese accent wrapping each syllable like silk over steel. "Your reputation precedes you." His eyes didn't waver, dissectin

Kat snorted and cleared her throat after. “Didn't know when I became a celebrity.” “You'd have women drooling over you if you were Gojo Satoru.” Kat joked, sitting more comfortably. “Gojo Satoru? I think they'd be on their knees if I were Choso or Toji.” “You dream too much. You even have silver hair like Gojo so… it fits.”

Asahu shouted in shock by what she did. "Don't disturb me, I hate pests like you! So please will you just close that hole in your face that you call a mouth" the girl said. Asahu looked at her and said "You know Mitsuki, your as cold as Kazuko" Mitsuki who's the girl with the ice powers and snow colored hair kept quiet and didn't say a word. "I hate the both of you really" Asahu said as he then walked away from them. Meanwhile Natsu finally landed on the ground, in other words he reached the depths of the pit.

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

And it wasn’t a shock na hindi ko siya kilala dahil she was from the west continent, it was only natural. But her powers was so amazing. “But the thing is, no one saw her true face and even her true name. She always call herself Shirayuki Akatsuki, The red hair snow white.” Bigla nanlaki ang mata ko ng marinig ang pangalan nito at ang huling sinabi ni Teacher Fernando. Wait... am I hearing things right now? Isn't that name sound so familliar? but why!? why is it here? That was clearly a Japanese name! And somewhat a title of an anime!

With the beast's life force extinguished, Paige released a breath of relief. "Honey, what’s the rank of this phantom-beast?" asked Paige, watching as Akasuki, the kunoichi who tended to carry herself in a relaxed and unresponsive manner, gruesomely plucked out the creature's eyeballs. Such a scene, as usual, caused Alice, the girl who held an affinity for celestial magic, to puke nearby.

"Meat Cleaver, which has a very good mechanical structure. It can be modified, making it easy to carry. It is a combat weapon, made by a unique craftsman. It is rare to see, and costs 25 Nars." There sure is a huge difference in pricing between weapons with divine blessings and those without. No one answered her, and no one seems to be interested or they have that big amount. The woman sighed and sat down. I took a deep sigh, I should better speak up so it can end sooner. The earlier we finish the lower the risk of being exposed. I stood up and looked around. "I want to Shirayuki Akatsuki's notebooks." I used the well known name of senior, and instead of diary I said notebook. Because I was

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

" I'm Nagisa. The boy you gave a lift from Haruto's tea party last night." We stood before each other in heavy silence. Only our breath could be heard or it might probably be my breath. My mouth moved. " You're a girl?" Nagisa narrowed his eyes and it was uncanny how long and glossy his lashes were. " I'm a crossdresser."

Akatsuki said to his friend with a sigh. "Have you talked to Leatrice? Aren't you flirting with her?" Shuji asked his friend if he didn't want to talk about the past. "Watashi mo anata ni tazunetadeshou, anata mo kanojo to hanashimashita ka? Watashi wa kanojo ni denwa shi tari renraku shi tari suru koto ga mattaku dekimasen, 'Watashi wa tōtatsu dekimasen' ga itsumo kikoemasu." Akatsuki told his friend he just took a breath and showed what he was doing to contact Lixue.