All Akatsuki Members Novels & Stories

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 tries to console her again when seeing she is still with her unsatisfied face. "Hmph..he's a trash guy." She mumbles. Chuckles, he holds her hand and lets her stay behind his back. "I'm sorry, my girlfriend acts that way, Mr. Akatsuki. I believe you may have done something to her friend." He said gentlemanly to Akatsuki Shou. It's not good to make an enemy right now. Especially when he did not stand any close to Shou's status. Shou turns to look at Risa, and she shrugs her shoulders, siding with Xui Li and Xue Mei.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

"While Omega is a clan that occupies Asia and its surroundings, that clan is led by the Dazune family. You know, right? Who is Minami?" "Minami Dazune, the water dragon who attacked you back then. He is one of the Princes of Hell. Moreover, he is the dark side of Takeshi Akuma. While Takeshi Akuma is Kazuo-kai's brother, Lord Yakuza." After I said that, Aphrodite nodded her head again. "So you're in the Alpha Clan?" It was Aphrodite's guess, and I nodded my head. "While Jack is Clan Omega?" She guessed again.

Why can’t they talk like normal beings? Akiro was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn’t notice Atlas and the others glancing at him and talking with each other, contemplating what to do. Thankfully, someone arrived to pull the woman away from Heli, in the form of a tall, blonde woman. She entered the room and went straight to the first woman. Behind her were three other men— one of them had the same hair color as her, the other one had black hair and the last one had dark-blue hair. The black-haired man whispered something to the woman who was clinging onto Heli when she scowled at them and frowned, looking displeased at getting pulled away from Akiro’s mate. But then she suddenly

Luke’s voice snapped Mira back to the present. “Who?” she asked, momentarily confused. “These terrorists! Jeez, are you even listening, girl?” Luke exclaimed, half amused and half irritated. “Uh... yes?” Mira answered sheepishly, tilting her head. “Christ, I’ve been rambling for ages,” Luke replied, throwing his hands in the air. “You mean the zotes?” “Yes, of course, girl! Who else would I mean? Akatsuki?” he retorted, arms akimbo.

As Kagarra, fingers her way through Aya's spirals rather than tailing it off at the length she wants to cut it. Soko is happy to cut back in, likely to get dirt on whatever's going to happen next. For as rare as Yon claim girls to be in their species, I've never seen the deficit. Still the jet streams of shooting stars as Soko's eyes remain transfixed on Kagarra, let me think about it a moment. It's not like Akuma can really be known as Akuma. The branch is as selective as it is clandestine. It's more the voice that echoes from behind them that really lets me breathe. Has my shoulders relaxing and the ringing warnings fading to a distant ping.

“Stretch me! Ruin your new pet!” Takeshi pounded me with powerful strokes, his hips slapping loudly against my ass while Kenji fucked my face in perfect rhythm. The wet, filthy sounds of their cocks using me echoed through the chamber. Akira watched from her raised seat, slowly sipping sake, her kimono parting to reveal her smooth thighs. “Deeper,” she commanded calmly. “Make her gag and squirt for the clan.”

But now he reached as far out of Akiko’s reach as possible, trying to avoid the black poison. But it was to no avail. Akiko grabbed onto Alex…and dug her nails into his neck…transferring the tar like substance into him. “NOOO!” Forgetting about Alistair and the pain shooting down my spine, I ran for Alex, holding one of my orbs of light in my hand. Alistair tried to grab me, but I slipped under his arms, and ran straight for Alex. Akiko moved away from me, her face expressionless as usual. She was Alistair’s puppet anyways, so she didn’t care what happened to anyone else…all she cared about was fulfilling her master’s orders.

She only had to figure out how to do that. She shook herself and turned away from Nikolai and his team, and the looks of disapproval his team was garnering. All around them, other teams were coming into the massive arena and choosing a place to practice, a little removed from each other. Akari and her group, consisting of six other humans, all former Federation soldiers, besides her and Beatrice, had chosen an out-of-the-way spot near one of the exits. Akari wondered if the others felt as nervous as she did to be there, invading the Werewolf male domain. ...........