Akatsuki Orochimaru Novels & Stories

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

" the Akash master uttered with hate. Suwa Hiromoto continued, "As the only espionage and ninja expert, I, Suwa Hiromoto, will impress you. No other expert in the country can infiltrate like me! That's not my combat ability yet! And I, Suwa Hiromoto, enthroned you to be my follower!" Master Aakash's face paled, but it was Suwa Hiromoto who didn't care about the change in Master Aakash's face. He stood up and started to get angry. "What do you mean Suwa? I haven't even finished my words!" Master Aakash retorted.

He then looked at Tatsuya to gauge his expression, and was a little surprised to see the guy merely raising an eyebrow. “I see,” said Tatsuya with a sigh, finishing his orange with such speed that was enough to make Ren’s head spin. Just how fast can this guy eat? “I was right then. Those injuries of yours…then that reaction.” Tatsuya smiled as he looked at Ren, either not noticing or ignoring the fact that Ren had tensed up, ready to make a bolt for it. “Shibasaki-kun, you’re…a killer for some organisation, aren’t you?”

The world around us darkened. She gasped. Images flashed through my mind. A crown sinking through black water. A white wolf chained beneath a temple. Orochi drinking from the throat of a silver-armoured warrior. Then another face. Hayate’s. He stood before a sealed gate with blood on his hands. I released Tsukiko. She stumbled into the side of a car. Hayate caught her elbow. “What did you see?” Tsukiko stared at him as if he had become something else.

In his investigation, he followed the clues, the place where he acted, literally indicated the field of action, in the midst of a last attack, it took more than a week in which at least eleven people disappeared in the last few months. So Tsuki was negotiating with some of his partners and investors, as to the executives of a rival company, about a partnership. Present moment... A few hours before heading back to the west. Akimitsu was a scientist, above all, he was a vampire as such, being immortal and having claws, as well as being an expert fighter.

Tony waited patiently for the moment she would get fed up and request his head on a platter— he would be more than happy to go after the supreme alpha if that would bring Akira joy. Rune stumbled suddenly, clutching his head. Tony caught him. “What is it?” Akira asked. “They are here.” As if on cue,a roar echoed through the trees—low, mournful, filled with rage that it made the ground tremble. Akira’s breath hitched. “Orion,” she whispered. He clapped slowly, each clap sent chills running down her spine. She could recognise Orion physically, honestly, nothing much had changed on the outside, but there was a strong aura that emanated from his insides.

“By the way, are you aware that the Takahashi brothers are a split reincarnation of Nurarihyon?” I push away from him and look at him incredulously. “What?! How is that possible? They don’t have any scent on them but human!” I ask, bewildered at the thought. Itsamu seems so sweet; how could he possibly be a yokai leader? Itsuki, I am more inclined to believe since he exudes a dangerous aura, yes but not Itsamu! I wonder if my sisters know this; I doubt they would tell me their husband’s secrets, not that it’s any of my business knowing anyway.

But was it the happy ever after for the royal kingdom and people of Hamster? The dead body of Otaku was found by some Aghoris who passed by the way. They were experts in practice of black magic and sorcery. With their evil powers they brought Otaku alive. For the wickedness he nurtured in his body and blood, Otaku became a master in Tantrism. He is now no more a human who has life principled to birth and death but a vampire, a sex hungry beast and a lust filled addict who had mastered on sorcery.

“Yasu-san… Press the brake when I tell you. It’s gonna be timing that matters here. That exact moment when you press the brake create a domain. Do you understand?” “It’s catching up… Its close to laying its hands on Akihiko!” says Seirei while finding the sniper under the seat with another black whip made out of energy. “He’ll be fine. Just a few moments away from being ruptured by a… what was it called again?” “AN ORGAN GOUGER!” “But wait. Wasn’t it a consumer…?” “No one cares! I want to survive at least with this body once! Here, take this cr*p!” says Seirei while tossing the sniper to Ayame in the back.