Akira Yamatoga 소설 & 이야기

“Toward the mountains. There’s an old Luna Shrine there—abandoned since the Witch Wars. We might find shelter… or answers.” --- It took us three days to reach the edge of the mountains. Three days of sleeping under dead stars and marching in silence. My wolf had stopped speaking to me since Orion died—as if the grief severed the last thread we shared. On the second night, Akira stopped beside a stream and stared into the water. “I see her,” she murmured. “Who?” I asked, kneeling beside her. “My mother.” The name caught in my throat. “Is she alive?” “She’s fire and moonlight, like me. But the witches… they fear her return. They think she’ll burn the veil between our worlds.”

And the vision disappears. My hands begin to shake. Just breathe, I tell myself as my body starts to feel hot as my hands starts tingling as I can feel some type of power at my tips of my finger and it dissipates like it started. I jumped in the shower trying to ignore the feelings that bombarded in my mind. ‘No matter what you choose to do, Jaxxon is the only one I will choose. Pyro is my mate just like Jaxxon is yours. That Theo is powerful but not powerful enough to have me.’ Akira says,

' Not this time, temporary she is 'Akira', the male disguise of Yui, the obsessive-minded villainess! His mind is filled with disgusting thoughts that he keeps smacking his head as if forcefully shirking off a bunch of hurtful laughter out of his head. 'Scram off! ... God Damn it!' Rage started to build up in his esteem but a mouthful of cold-chilly air pours down his throat. That woke him up from the nightmare...

I just didn’t want him to get wounded so early in the mission. *But if you didn’t want him to get wounded, that means you care for him, right?* Akira purred. *That’s not...* This Lycan was crazy as hell. Why would she think I cared for that self-centered fool? *Come on, admit it. It’s not like it’s a bad thing. He’s our fated one. Our mate,* Akira continued, undeterred. I clenched my jaw and forced myself to focus on my tent. The fabric resisted a bit as I yanked it from the saddle, and I distracted myself with the motions of setting up camp, ignoring Akira's constant rambling. She could be pretty annoying when she wanted.

My fingers clutched against one another as I stare long and hard at the ceiling. Drogo's story consume me. It took so long before sleep finally came, and when it did. I fell into someone's memory. Or perhaps... Mine. ~~~ Two centuries ago... AKIRA Akira had just gotten her wolf. It was the greatest, yet most terrifying moment of her life. She doesn't know much about the Lunaretha, but she'd once heard her father mentioned it was a powerful and special wolf. A wolf gifted by the moon goddess. Even more exciting, she met her mate on the same day.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

" That's my goal I'm willing to accomplish. Not for a second more would this outsider breathe in Skyfall. Aucaman and I, we would cross the forest. We would use our animal form only to sniff out the trails that would lead us to them. Akira would be simpler as I knew exactly the place I had left her. Although I highly doubt she didn't move to escape my punishment. The pride that gets her into trouble, is the same pride she uses as a shield to face the Gods and the world. Only this time, not even my love would make her escape the consequences of her mistake.

She feels tickles and a sweet pleasure that rises from the tips of her toes to her head. "Hello, Katrina," a voice is heard inside her head. She opens her eyes, impressed. "I am Akira, your wolf." "My wolf?" Katrina lets out a choked sob. "Why are you in my dreams? Why do you appear now?" "Soon we'll be together, our mate is already eager to be with us." "Our mate? But he rejected us, we are no longer..." "We have another mate, Katrina, and our destiny is marked for something very big, just wait."

Massive claw marks ripped through entire sections of the wall, as if someone had tried to erase whatever story had once existed there. Caleb noticed too. “That does not look encouraging.” Aria slowed beside one shattered carving. Her fingers brushed lightly against the damaged stone. The moment she touched it, the wall lit up. Ryan grabbed her arm instantly, but it was too late. Silver light spread violently through the carving, flooding the staircase in flashes of memory. A woman appeared. Not physically, but as a projection. She was tall, dark-haired, and wrapped in silver robes. Aria stopped breathing. Ryan felt the recognition through the bond immediately. It was instinctive, not learned

My arm left Higan's neck and I reached down to stroke myself as my orgasm neared. Higan's labored breath brushed my lips and he looked down at me. His lustful his gaze made me feel more turned on. I threw my head back and shut my eyes, moaning loudly as my orgasm washed over me. I shuddered as spurt after spurt of cum fell onto my stomach. "You're squeezing me so tightly, Jamie," he whispered before burying himself to the hilt and coming into the latex. I tried to catch my breath and Higan slowed down his thrusts before pulling out of me.