Akira Takaoka Novels & Stories

she argued, taking the last sip of her drink as she stood from her chair. "Will do," he smiled in response. "Is there anything else you need? I'm about to head out," she announced. "I don't think you'll be of too much use anyway, considering how quickly you've downed that whiskey," He smirked. "Oh please. You're looking at the Bonifacio Global drinking champ. One glass of whiskey barely registers with me," Akira proclaimed, pushing her shoulders back proudly as she reminded him of her title from their college dorm room years.

“For the record, I don’t think you’re a freak. And if you are, it doesn’t bother me.” Akira scrunched her nose. “Still, I don’t want you burdened with the responsibility of taking care of me every time they go overboard. It’s too overwhelming sometimes.” “I can take it,” He answered, and then stopped himself. “But if the gift going away will give you serenity, I’ll support you a hundred percent.” Memories of Akira’s past breakdowns flashed in her head. She went through years and years of experiments to make her sixth sense go away, asked several religious and paranormal experts for help, even practiced spiritual exercises… meditation, prayer, whatever was available.

[Author’s note: This chapter is about the dream of Akira.] Akira hurriedly took her bag and came out of her room. Her black short hair waved as she descended the stairs and ran like a squirrel toward the dining table. Her golden eyes were vividly clear with happiness as soon as she saw her family. When she sat at the table, her mother smiled at her cuteness as she ate the bread and drank the milk hurriedly. Alina Lesle Clemente, Akira’s mother. She possesses light golden eyes and black curvy hair. She came from the clan of Rihiko.

22th May 2014, Akira wave goodbye to his family. Like all normal days, he has been walking to school while admiring the sunrise from the side of the road. His arms stretched in the air letting go a big sigh to enjoy the morning breath. Mira already contacts him that she won't be coming to school so he must survive alone this time. Well, it's an opportunity for him since there is something he must solve today...

she informed. Drake stood up from his seat beside his stray. “What do you mean it is fake?” he questioned. Millie bit her lower lip, finding a good answer. “I-It’s. . . it’s not the antidote, alpha. The poison on Emily’s body was deadly and rare to find for its antidote.” She answered, looking down at the ground. “I... I think we should start to find the lotus flower and the neem plants at Mount Doqu, alpha.” Millie said, her lips trembling.

She hissed and walked out of the room. “Buried?” Ejima’s ears rang from the news. It was hard to believe. She had been without a child for twenty years. Four miscarriages and the only one that had survived, the children she would have called her own, were now buried? No, not just buried. But buried alive? “I know how you feel,” Adaku said. The wood on the bed complained as she rested her weight on them, “Please take heart.”

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

I always get what I want. Akira will realize that I am the better option and she will come crawling back to me

The man whose shadow had loomed over me for weeks. “His name is Botan Kuroda,” Mikako continued, her tone hardening. “He has a criminal record—assault, stalking, and harassment. He was also in a… relationship with Akira before his death.” I sucked in a sharp breath, my vision blurring. “Akira,” I whispered. “Haru?” Jiro’s voice broke through my shock, his grip on my hand tightening. I could only shake my head, my mind spinning.

Gather everyone, I’ll put the seal. Akira then leaving Reno and go toward the Tower, he then put the coffin on the ground and made a symbol on the ground. Akira: Under my name, Akira. A hero that summoned by the last descendant of Holy Empire, Angelina von Kirjkoff. Made a vow. By sealing the body and soul of my master in the city of light, i hereby declare that all race will be living on different place, they can’t go toward human race place except when tge world need their wisdom again. And the city shall be sealed untill the world need it to appear.