Arai Ouran Novels & Stories

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

"Luna Olivia, this is Aria Te Ariki from Greenstone Pack in New Zealand...with her guardian Beta Kahlia and Deltas Tama and Valia..." Olivia gave her a snooty look down her nose, brushing her long beautiful golden hair back before holding her hand out for Aria to take and give a little bob of a curtsey to. She smiled once Aria had shown her the proper respect and her eyes moved to Kahlia, he bowed respectfully as did Tama and Valia.

Crossing a hand over her heart she started; "Dia dhuit", she greeted politely, "As mentioned, my name is Hikaru Raijin I'm an Ascendant of the Spirit of Lightning. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance", she greeted. "Raijin?" Moira hummed, "Like the God of Lightning in Japanese myth?" she queried politely. Pleasantly surprised Hikaru smiled and nodded, "Similar", she answered, and "He's the Japanese God or thunder, storms and lightning and my father", she stated bowing.

They would chase one another through the underbrush, their figures weaving a tapestry of movement, and Aria, invigorated by their untamed spirit, reveled in the joy and freedom they embodied. In this delicate dance of friendship, she dedicated herself to learning their names and personalities. Akira, the strong gray male, radiated a protective nature, always vigilant, a quiet guardian watching over her. Luna, the sleek black female, was a bundle of playful energy, her exuberance often instigating wild chases, while Zephyr, a mischievous young gray male, was renowned for his daring escapades, darting off into the woods, exploring the boundaries of their territory with boundless curiosity.

She’s so friendly ha-ha. Wait, these two completely looks like us. Except for one thing, they have a weird tattoo on their body. Are they mere humans too? “I’m Arius, a pleasure to meet you.” The guy spoke to Orlene. As he kissed her hands. “Niara is my name!” The girl introduced herself to me, I think. Well, she’s looking at me. “Is she the hot chick named Orlene?” I heard Arius whispered to Niara. “Cut your flirty attitude!” Arius screamed when Niara stomped on his feet.

Chapter 5 (FIND THE STRONG) Lei Lei did you gather the information I requested. Yes master, I already gathered the information you requested master. Good2x nice, so tell me their names, so we can challenge them all he-he. Ok, their names are - Ains soul barter 5th -Reyu kana 4th -Yuri born fire 3rd -Yumina frost born 2nd -Tanaka kanji 1st Wait Lei Lei did you say, Yuri?

Ryuu casually turned to the right. Aika was in her mode of checking the tall indoor plants if they had already been watered. Each corner of the cased opening has two sets of Ficus plants, Polyscias and Birds of Paradise. She might be a Lady, still she had other duties to deal with. "Where is Arlert, Aika-san?" Ryuu asked. Aika glanced at him a second and looked at the way, "He's still with a client."

Kailey put away his venomous gaze, looked at Susan, and said, "So, Mom, we can't let her be so arrogant anymore." "Don't worry, Kailey, I won't let her be so complacent anymore. I've already bought the people." Susan revealed a grim smile. Hearing that, a wry smile flickered under Kailey's eyes. **** After dealing with the company's matters, Renea returned to the set. Today she had an important night scene. Having crossed the threshold again, Aria had already become an upper god of the three realms, even the gods of the heavens had to be courteous when they saw her.

Even more so now that she was training. Ares stiffened beside me, his pupils turning white as his vision flashed before him. When he came to he immediately traveled us to the elf building, inside a room that didn’t seem like in West Ora. Seeing the large Window to the right, I noticed a hilly terrain with lush green grass that blew in the gentle wind, appearing so soft, I was tempted to step out. There’s no grass like that in West Ora. I turned to look at Ares, finding his eyes fixed on a golden cauldron in the center of the room.

Teddy after teddy lands over the curtain like Sloane’s an unholy lingerie fairy godmother. “Ari,” Sloane calls through in a whisper that’s more command than suggestion, “you’re gonna wear this.” Aria unfolds the first piece: sheer black, delicate embroidery across the bust, with cutouts that could start a fire just by existing. “It’s see-through!” she whispers back, scandalized. “Exactly. It says touch me at your own risk.” She giggles, biting her lip, holding the fabric against her skin in front of the mirror. Her reflection stares back—flushed cheeks, wide eyes, breath catching in her throat. She looks… different. Bold. Dangerous.