Akatsuki Novels & Stories

she said as she handed over another doughnut box "You already gave me a doughnut box" "Yeah I know but I have to repay you for all the doughnuts delivery you did for me" "Take it while I will go share the rest with the others" "Hadi, is your mom always like this?” "She didn’t give me any doughnuts" Hadi frowned "Aya why didn’t you give her doughnuts" "She didn’t give me either," Ata said "Aww you’re so cute, don’t worry I will share mine with you," I said as I knelt next to them

The Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, the East’s most potent pack leader, was infamous for his ruthlessness and hatred of the impolite. According to legend, he murdered most of his servants, and his reign was marked by bloodshed. Nothing was too much for a man to do to ensure that those around him obeyed his every command. To him, it is preferable to slaughter the weak and bathe in their blood beneath the light of a harvest moon. His wolf was said to be a monster with red eyes that glowed in the dark, watching its victims before tearing them apart.

But this moment is enough, the small tail returned to its original size, enough to match the size of the ant king of the sky, a sharp earth thorns all over the ground, but has the blue-eyed white dragon bloodline of the small tail is limited to this, the fact is really so, the earth thorns even has the attribute of the vector (with the direction of the arrow) no matter the original pointing to the place, in the end, is a straight stab at the king of the sky ants. The dust raised obscured the full view of the Skyhopper King, Little Tail didn't dare to be careless, and a sphere of light energy floated around the Skyhopper King, the "Boom boom---" a loud noise erupted as the ball of light explo

Akari" I only learned the techniques of how to kill demons and make things to kill them. I didn't even know that Saki had a partner until you told me earlier today." V4" Well brat? Do you know?" Kaen" *Sighs* Bankotsu isn't a Half- Demon." V4" Yes! Skinning time!" V4 stands up from his seat raising his sword once more, Kagome immediately stands up from her seat and leans back to avoid his sword, Akari immediately grabs his torso to stop him from leaving the table. Kagome then grabs his shoulder and wrist trying to get V4 to drop the Sword. Kaen" But he isn't a Devil either. "

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.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

For some reason, he suddenly feels like he did something wrong. "I'm Tanemoto Tatsuko." The girl next to him said politely. She is a beautiful girl with long black hair and amber eyes. Noticing that he is staring into her eyes, she looked away. "Sorry, but don't look into my eyes. They have a hypnosis effect." "Sorry!" Cai Kang flustered. "Ha! You really are half boy, half girl, aren't you?" A blue-haired boy said. "Normally the first thing the guys stare at is her-" Then another boy slapped his head.

One would think they’re restraining a monster. Perhaps what bothered me most was her eyes. They’re empty. The usual lightness disappeared like it was stolen from her. I let my gaze trail from her neck down her chest, noticing they had stripped her off her uniform, leaving her in nothing but her underwear and bra. My hands trembled with an urge to kill someone right now, and I know exactly who. Scarlet Tate. I could smell her disgusting perfume even from a mile away. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a small knife laying on a table nearby.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Screams tore through the air, flesh ripped apart like paper, blood splattering in thick, crimson pools. Heratte leaned against the wall, watching with a satisfied sigh. The massacre, the scent of iron, the unrelenting destruction—this was what she was meant for. Her smile widened. “Damn… I almost forgot how good this feels.” Her fingers flexed, dark mist curling around them. “This power. This darkness.” She inhaled deeply. “Finally… my wait is over.” Then— A sudden pained howl cut through the carnage. One of her beasts staggered, its massive body convulsing before crashing onto its knees. A high-pitched whine escaped its throat, and Heratte’s smirk vanished.