Araki Rohan Novels & Stories

His long brown hair in a tousled half updo brushed his shoulders as he moved, a pale scar carved across one amber eye fixed sharply on them. Rey deduced he was the Alpha from the way he carried himself with a quiet air of dominance tucked beneath a wall of indifference. He crossed the room in a few strides, flanked by a man in a decorated uniform that reminded her too much of Iver's. "Alpha Orion," Aleksandr said, his voice deep and edged with intrigue. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" ***

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

Diana nodded, *"it's not sweet, it's sour. Try it, you might like it.” Without hesitation Alpha Darren immediately opened one candy and ate it. His reaction was completely different from Canis or Diana who had tried the candy first. Alpha Darren did not react at all and just nodded. “I like the taste, it's very sour.” In Diana's mind, why was the man so acid-resistant? Their acid tolerance levels were obviously different, but the candy Diana gave him was very sour. *"Your stomach will be fine?” “Yes, of course. What's wrong with it?”

People obeyed, even though they were uncertain. I exchanged a quick glance with Roberto before lowering myself to the ground as well. Roberto lowered himself beside me with the careful neat movement he brought to everything physical, he tucked his legs under him with a natural grace. “Why do they look like pirates?” He whispered. I fought the urge to laugh. “Roberto!” I scolded. “My name is Rakhain.” he said. “I am the heir to the Northern clan, the only son of the leader.” He said the way someone stated the weather.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

Aria sat on a stiff plastic chair, feeling utterly helpless, her own anxiety mounting with every passing second. Moments later, Rohan arrived, his usual arrogance replaced by a strained, pale expression. He tried to maintain a facade of control, his jaw tight. He glanced at Kane, then at Aria, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes before he settled into a chair opposite them.

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Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

"Are you okay?" asked Ara while examining Aranjo's entire body. "Yes!" replied Aranjo. Then she got up from her bed and sat down on the bed. "When and how did you come back?" asked Ara. "I don't know! Ah ... maybe thanks to the help of my new friends!" Aranjo continued excitedly. "Friends?" asks Ara, unsure of what she heard. "Little bird and demon with gray-colored hair!" Ara explained enthusiastically. After listening to what Aranjo said, Ara believes the child is dreaming. There was no living creature in the mist forest and there was not a single creature in the sky realm with gray hair other than the Emperor.