Asura Kishin Novels & Stories

They formed an army and gave the most vicious curse to Caspian. "Sacfice my qi and blood to awaken Asura King!" All the Asuras roared in unison. The blood on their bodies flew out and entered the Eight-armed Asura's body. There was a loud sound of a running river coming from the Eight-armed Shura's body. He stepped on thousands of worlds and rushed toward Caspian. The countless lethal magic treasures burst out a sharp light and attacked fiercely. The sky and earth sank and the sun and moon lost their luster.

Death screamed for him, but this person screeched back, extending nothing but an arm to stop the sickle of death. Asherah, the white-haired Asura whose power grew by the second, was stunned for the first time since her transformation. She whose power could not be easily estimated was easily the pinnacle of this world, but the price of that strength was her sanity. Her madness had led her into a fit of rage and vengeance, yet at this moment she could sense that she was standing before a being she could not easily ignore. This being had stopped her attack, using nothing but a single hand to stop her charge.

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.”

Ashley turned to face priestess Luciana. "You have to watch out for the demons. They'll be after you now that your identity has been revealed and they'll try to kill more humans than before to bring back the war beast as soon as possible. Lastly, I think I need to tell you this. You've met before..... The three of you" Said Priestess Luciana and instantly, the huge door flung open. 'What's she talking about huh?' thought Ashley inwardly. Without wasting anymore time, they walked out of the building, down the stairs and then they stood still, confused of where to go.

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

It accepts him. Like he belongs here so thoroughly the earth doesn’t bother reacting. I don’t like how much that registers. “I know who you are,” he says. “That makes one of us.” His mouth twitches. Not a smile. A decision. “Ashton Ashborne,” he says. “Crown heir of the Northern Packs.” Of course he is. The name fits him—old, heavy, built to last through wars. I nod once. “Vaelira.” His gaze sharpens—not recognition. Interest. The kind that weighs consequences and proceeds

Katherine stood in the center of it all. Her body had already shifted back, human again, fragile again. Blood dripped steadily from her palms, pooling in small dark circles on the blackened sand. Her eyes were still gold. She had always been mine, but what she turned into, was something I couldn't find myself claiming. Elder Veyra rose. “She is no longer merely Luna of Volkov,” he declared. “She is the Luna of Ashes. The key made flesh. The storm foretold in the oldest scrolls. I think she was reborn when the veil could no longer hold. An ancient being has returned to us, bound to the blood of two packs and the spirits that wait beyond the sky…”

"Dimitri Drakor." The only surviving member of the other Russian Imperial house of dragon shifters. The one dragon who had come closer than anyone else to killing Rurik. Oh God

An obnoxious white wolf came out of nowhere. I took a step back as she sauntered toward me, a grimace plastered all over her face as if she was going to pop up the hell outta me. "Accept who you are, Aksha." I nodded in panic. "Welcome, Aksha Beatrix Aslenovie." I catch a glimpse of my hands, turning into white hairy legs. Or was I imagining things? A howling voice echoed in the forest as I opened my eyes.

After all, only a few people were capable of killing him. "Are you belittling me?" Xena's strong presence surged. After becoming the goddess of war, she paid more attention to her ego. She wouldn't tolerate such an attitude from others. "Xena Summers, my brother came to you just to savor the feeling of sleeping with the goddess of war. Even he had dared to do so—do you think you're a match for me?" "What about me?" a voice interrupted Inferno. Chain Asura appeared before him. "You must be the Asura from the headquarters! You seemed well-prepared, but what a shame that all of you have underestimated my true powers. Very well. I shall send you both to the underworld."