Aki Mori Novels & Stories

Damien was In Front of his dressing mirror, buttoning up his shirt. He was getting ready for the battle and he was no doubt scared as hell. He was going to be meeting Ariel , he was going to be fighting his mate, it was going to be like tearing a piece of his soul. He just prayed and hoped that he wouldn't come face to face with her at all throughout the entire battle. As he raised his head up he saw Alex standing In Front of his door staring at him.

VAMPIRE CLAN HIDEOUT LUCAS In a large long room, a man is standing behind the window, both hands slipped into the pockets of the black pants he wore. He is 6’2 tall, chiseled hard face. His name is Lucas, the leader of the vampire clan. A century old but still very handsome. A lady vampire leapt up behind him, almost in a sneaky manner. Her fangs shot out and her eyes changed colors but as she made to lean in towards Lucas, he dodged to his right, swiftly turned and caught her by her neck.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

The cat looked at me with its tongue out, which made my heart melt because it looked like Sachi. “From now on, I will call you Sachi,” I said to Sachi with a smile. “I will give you food later, I need to finish something” I said and Sachi left as if it could understand me. Now I am all alone in the kitchen and I know he is just hiding somewhere inside the kitchen, watching me. I looked at the cabinet under the sink and looked everywhere. There are traces of his blood everywhere, except for the cabinet under the sink. “Gotcha” I whispered and opened the cabinet but he was not there, only the rug that he used to wipe his blood on the floor to trick me and he suddenly slammed me at the sink. He

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

But it was immediately gone and what remained was the stoic expression. Moria sighed not commenting on the remark of the hero. “This is Amon, a monk. Do you remember? I told you there would be someone who will help you.” “Ah, I thought that person would be… older?” The hero said slightly tilting his head to the left. “Are you sure about this goddess? This kid?” He added.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

He tripped and fell backward. “Wait, so that guy in my mind… He isn’t some weird fever dream?” “What? Of course not. He’s a ‘Seishin’. One of the five great elemental powers that can be used to protect or destroy the world.” “What… is… going-“ “Alright, can do me a favor? Can you tell Rai to show himself? He can’t stay out of sight from me forever.” Tamashi’s deep blue eyes visibly shook for a few seconds. He then closed his eyes.

“Why him of all people?” Yamato Eiji is probably the only person in the world who thinks of Aronohai Miyamura as less. He calls his name the same way one might call the name of a cursed demon. So, I can understand where he’s coming from, but that judgmental tone kind of pisses me off. “Why would I not want to have sex with him?”. He scoffs at me. “Would you want to sleep with a parasite, Sorahiko?”. “Of course not. How would I even do that?”.

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