Akira Graphic Novels & Stories

Akira stepped out from the trees behind us, barefoot, hair tangled with pine needles, her tiny hands clutching the silver amulet I gave her. She looked straight at me. “You need to see what I saw.” And before I could question her, her hand reached out—touching mine. --- The world melted. Flashes of fire. Screams. A temple torn from the sky. A woman with silver eyes weeping into a lake of stars. A wolf with golden fur torn open by chains of flame. Children crying in cages. A throne of bones. And then—me. Not the me I was now, but another. Taller. Wilder. Covered in war paint, eyes glowing silver, holding a blood-stained crescent blade. Behind me, legions of werewolves knelt in silence. Before

I wake up screaming my lungs out. Ang walks in glaring at me. “Are you going to scream every night and wake up the Alpha every time? You’re really making me look bad here Akira.” He looks down at the book on my lap as catch my breath. “The Moon Goddess? You read about the Moon Goddess and you’re screaming your head off still? You seriously have some prob-“, “Don’t you dare finish that sentence Ang,” I cut him off before he could go on and trigger my anger more. “Ang?” He questions. “Yeah stands for Asshole Night Guard,” I say as I make my way over to the sink to grab my water and chug it down.

Akira must have delayed her on purpose ,she must have an evil agenda in which she wants to hatch on me . I simply have no idea what I did to her to deserve such cruel treatment ,I used to love and cherish her like never before ,I never did anything wrong to her but yet she treated me in such a painful manner ,she hurt me times without number ,I regret ever knowing her or even introducing her to Asim in the first place . My hopes are now on Asim to finally heal the heart of the poor maiden in which my stupidity almost ruined ,tears rolled down as I reminisce over what I did to an innocent girl ,I cried helplessly but then something strange happened to me .

Akira stepped closer, her fingers tracing the fading marks on my breasts and thighs. “Still leaking from your previous owners,” she murmured with dark amusement. “Good. I like my pets well-used.” “Please, Mistress Akira,” I breathed, spreading my knees wider on the mats. “Use your new pet. Let your men break me in for the clan.” Akira’s lips curved into a dangerous smile. She snapped her fingers. The first enforcer, a tall man with intricate irezumi tattoos covering his chest, dropped his pants and grabbed my hair. His thick, veined cock slapped against my lips before he thrust deep into my mouth.

And not a single one of her six brothers had shown up the day she got her wolf. Once—just once—Akira wished she belonged to the Western packs. At least then she could mind link with her family, reach out to them whenever she wanted. But no. Her bloodline was the purest wolf kind, and they couldn’t mind linking but heal faster. To her, that was a worthless privilege. She wanted more. With that, she unzipped her backpack and pulled out two photos. The first showed her with her Hounds; Rocco and Snoopy. She traced their faces with her thumb, smiling softly.

Akira’s voice shattered the moment, her condescending tone grating on my nerves. “How dare she slap an Alpha?” one of her friends chimed in. “She needs to be punished,” another added. “Alpha Aiden, what are you going to do about this?” “Should we handle her for you?” Akira stepped closer, placing a hand on my shoulder. “If you don’t want to deal with her yourself, I’d be happy to take care of it for you after I win the Rdc. Just say the word.” Her touch was the last thing I needed. My fury snapped, and I turned to glare at her, the force of my gaze making her stumble back.

I said as I got out of the car with the help of the security guard. “Ola, may I talk to you for a second?”, Christiana, my manager asked and I nodded following her to a more distant area. I already knew what she wanted to say. “The news about you these days isn't pretty Ola, a lot of teenage girls look up to you but you're not acting right. First you were terribly drunk and talking nonsense about your ex and yesterday you caused trouble at some gallery? Well the drunk part did earn you sympathy but you're supposed to be confident, less bothered Ola! Yesterday wasn't cool at all Ola, you should've showed your supremacy by going to the auction and getting that painting like a boss” She said an

"Whatever are you talking about, Akira?" Akira's eyes blazed with anger. "Don't play dumb, Keiran. I will find proof. And I'm going to expose you to the pack." "I think you'll find that your threat of getting proof is...lacking," I said, a smirk spreading across my face. Akira's eyes narrowed, and for a moment her composure faltered. "What do you mean?" I shrugged, my shoulders. "Let's just say that we have...friends who are willing to vouch for us."

In a large black sofa, Cliterella was being seated, the whole room was painted black and dim red and purple lights were enhancing the darkroom. "Start..." she said softly and the girls started dancing, shaking their bodies slowly and seductively. Blair was just sitting there with a straight face when anger boiled down in her veins recalling the talk she had with Sierra. The twp girls then caressed their bodies... they were wearing a pushup bra and a G-string panty. The girls kissed each other sucking their tongues out. "Come on, make me horny..." Cliterella said and the girls faced towards her and pulled their bra and the breasts were sprung free, pointed and hard.

Amira whispered. “He doesn’t know??” Keon asked Amira felt uncomfortable at the sudden turn of there conversation. “Well this story is long” Amira said”I’d love to here it, that’s if you don’t mind sharing” Keon added “I will tell you all you need to know a... argh arghhh” she screamed Keon tensed he tried to assist her but she stood rooted to a spot crying out in pain. It seemed like every part of her body hurt, because anywhere he touched caused her pain