Akira Trailer Novels & Stories

"And you, Akira? What happens to you now?" Akira didn’t turn to look at me, her steps steady and sure as she kept walking ahead. "I’ll reunite with my people," she stated. "Rebuild what’s been destroyed. Reassure the gods. And probably grow old and die… if I can survive whatever comes next." We stepped closer to the temple, the air growing heavier with every step, as though the ground itself could sense the coming storm. The distant hum of the wind seemed to grow louder, like it was warning us, beckoning us into the unknown.

The door was slightly ajar, and though instinct told me to walk away, curiosity won. I stepped closer, pressing myself against the wall near the door, careful not to make a sound. “I don’t care how long it takes, Miguel,” Akira’s voice hissed, sharp with frustration. “Kaida needs to be dealt with. She’s stronger than we thought, and if we don’t act soon, she’ll become a problem for both of us.” My breath caught in my throat. Akira? She was in Blood Moon pack territory? “Patience,” Miguel replied, his tone calm and calculating. “Kaida is valuable. She trusts me more each day, and when the time is right, I’ll use that trust to uncover the full extent of her powers.”

She bowed her head, "Al Akira. The Pink pack... They are not werewolves but nobody knows exactly what specie are they. They were there even before the existence of werewolves. They never fight anyone but they do help ones who want to take over the rule of a kingdom or a pack... Just like if we need to kill someone we hire a killer. In the same way, if we need to snatch someone’s rule over a territory they come forward and help." "This is... hilarious. Al Akira? Seriously? Al Akira is nothing. It’s just a legend found in books." By now Lucas seemed bored. But I wanted to know more about it, “The killer takes money. What do Al Akira charge?” I asked her.

Strigha growled inside my head, his rage shot up my spine in waves of ice and fire. “You won't see Armageddon, roach!” I spat before plugging my claws deep into his eyes until I felt the softness of his brain hit the tip of my claws and I pulled his eyes out! He roared from the pain clawing at my arms and I tossed him out of the melting glass window. “I don't know how long I can hold the barrier!” Akira’s voice rang inside my head like a desperate plea for assistance. Fuck! I had let myself get distracted!

he said as he glared at me. Tala ported them away and I looked around the quiet house. I walked to Kiran’s study and I was drawn to the wooden chest in the corner behind his desk. I looked at the lid and its magic called out to me. “Skera,” I whispered and let my blood drip on Yggdrasil.