Asakura Shin Novels & Stories

The Kimono looks awfully familiar though. “I’m sorry for the intrusion but I wouldn’t be here if the matter isn’t important.” The guy said. Saeko didn't falter. “The Young Lord Fudo of the Shizuka family.” Saeko said with a serious business-like tone. "It is quite rude to enter the Heir Apparent's residence without prior notice." She said. “Tell your master that I am here to fulfill a promise that Shiratori Ryusaki has promised to fulfill.” “What promise? Ryusaki-sama has died years ago. There is no promise he can fulfill.” she said.

Shogo was overjoyed and had been playfully teasing Natsu, making his eyes widen with delight. "His eyes are just like Nidaime’s. Sandaime doesn’t resemble him as much, but little Natsu-chan has Nidaime’s face too." Akiko could only smile at the comment and deliberately avoided letting Shogo get a closer look at his eyes. Akiko knew that Natsu’s eyes closely resembled her own, which would make explaining her relationship with Masaki a bit tricky. Akiko had fully understood why she had to become Ishida—following Kenji’s explanation that Hayato was Ishida. Akiko had no issue with the change, especially since she didn’t want to be called Sandaime everywhere she went.

Kiera continues to speak softly to Jasper, “Do you want to ruin Ashina’s birthday? Could you wait to kill the Lizard boy tomorrow when it is not Ashina’s birthday.” What sounded like a wolf's laugh came barreling out of Jasper, “okay I will wait to kill the lizard boy tomorrow.” Wrinkling his forehead, Jasper asks, “Who is another Lizard boy? Maybe I will kill him too.” Kiera growled at Jasper, “That is Gandor, that is Ashina’s and my brother. Touch a hair on his head and I will reject you. Do you get that? Now bring back Andor, so Ashina may celebrate her birthday.”

This is perhaps, a prologue about the secret of my partner who hasn’t acknowledged me yet— Kuroyuki Shiroha. Also a very slight reveal of my mysterious background. ’Once registered, your ID will be set as ‘Anonymous #2207’. Is that okay?′ Yes. WELCOME TO KUROYUKI SHIROHA`S FANCLUB~!!! Kuroyuki Shiroha (黒雪 白羽) Race: Human

"Right, it's my room. Who do you think dares to bring a stranger into the alpha's room and even summon the best healers of the pack?" "Only the alpha!" Maya said. "But why did you lie to me?" Maya questioned. "I didn't. I was just teasing you." Ashton said like it was only normal to tease a beautiful girl. "Do you don't have a mate?" Maya asked. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like something was not right. How old was Ashton? He seemed to be in his late twenties and he was telling her that he didn't have a mate. He was an alpha, a very powerful alpha.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

I wanted to right his wrongs. But maybe that wasn't my job. He had to right his own wrongs. I couldn't be expected to do that. The sound of the front door opening had my head snapping up. Ace stumbled in while raking a hand through his hair. He had had a haircut, leaving only chocolate locks remaining — making him look all the more similar to his elder brother. Those hazel eyes of his were dark, murky even, hooded.

"Then who might be the necromancer hiding at Akashia Village a month ago?" TO BE CONTINUED

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

Lord Yoshi Asakura, tall, old man with a face that saw everything, appeared from the corner. “I don’t expect to see you so soon,” even in this situation he still held to his pride. “I was near,” Yoritomo replied all the same. “You think that this will work?” “Nobody is sure about that.” Fool, Yoritomo thought, I know that this won’t work the way I wait it to work. But I must try. You don’t know the satisfaction it will bring me to see you executed, you and the rest of this lot. “It all depends on our plan.”