Akatsuki Nagato Novels & Stories

Shogo was overjoyed and had been playfully teasing Natsu, making his eyes widen with delight. "His eyes are just like Nidaime’s. Sandaime doesn’t resemble him as much, but little Natsu-chan has Nidaime’s face too." Akiko could only smile at the comment and deliberately avoided letting Shogo get a closer look at his eyes. Akiko knew that Natsu’s eyes closely resembled her own, which would make explaining her relationship with Masaki a bit tricky. Akiko had fully understood why she had to become Ishida—following Kenji’s explanation that Hayato was Ishida. Akiko had no issue with the change, especially since she didn’t want to be called Sandaime everywhere she went.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

"It is the other way round, my good friend. These children were killed unjustly. And like the Osu, their blood is crying for vengeance." "I see," Kachi nodded and a wicked smile began to appear on the weather-beaten lips, "you would stir up that anger and use it to your advantage" "Who am I." Bozo laughed, glad that the man had gotten the point, "Behold I am the weapon of the gods." "This is fascinating. You are indeed great, my lord." Kachi dipped his heel on the side of his Ostrich and the animal started down the hill. The men below saluted but he wasn't paying attention as he started raining out instructions. They have found their fighting spot.

"Japan has another Luna?" Tatsuya, sitting stiffly among the Predators’ reserves, paled. His heart dropped into his stomach. “No… Renji… you idiot. Now everyone knows.”, "Fuck " he quickly gets up, going outside to make a phone call, murasame watching him as he leaves.

"Because you are my Alexander, Alexander, you were in Naga's visions, you are my destiny, Alexander." "I don't understand, who is Naga and why me?" "Naga is a Merdragon." "Like a sea dragon with a tail?" "They are powerful, Alexander, and very wise, I am here to find Atana's SoulPearl and you are my road to Atana." "How is that even possible?" Alexander cried, dropping his towel and turning to pull briefs from his closet. "I know nothing of your world, I hold no links whatsoever, if truly I did, believe me, I would know, my mother is a great storyteller and she never forgets an incident and isn't this Atana the same you said got killed by my Kind, I think this wise Naga made a mistake."

Looking at it for a second too long before looking up at me, his smirk plastered on his face seeing my frown. “The difference between you and me, Nathan, is that I never let a woman wrap me around her finger, and I do not give a fuck whether or not she is fucked by another man until she cannot walk, or whether I am the one touching her alongside another man. The day that YOU reach to that point, you would be smarter, I can’t say stronger” Donatello said, getting up from his seat “I’ll see you at the meeting, Pakhan”

She glances over at me and nods before making her way to the back room. Packing up my laptop and patiently waiting for the waitress, I survey the room and stop on a little girl in the corner by her mom. Ironically, she has blood red hair the color of the soul eater's and on closer inspection I notice that she has black soulless eyes too. Are there more than one or is she merely changing form? I find myself wondering this and then the waitress strolls out of the back with a bag containing the items I asked for.

Leaving Chris alone to fend off a nagata, and not just any nagata, but the Emperor’s General – which is like the Gamma among the nagata – went against all my instincts. I know how superior nagata are to a mutolupus, but I could also feel the power radiating off Chris. I’ve never felt so much power come from him before. I had to trust that he’d be okay and that he could handle this on his own and remind myself that if he does get hurt, I can heal him.

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to