Ayakashi: Ghost Guild นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.

His cat eyes zeroed in on me, “because without her you are useless.” “Ouch.” Gia sneered. My sisters were all in fighting stance about to attack, “So where is she?” he asked looking around, “She was just here.” That confused my sisters and me. “Where is who?” Ari asked. “Akasha, you little idiots.” They looked behind them, confused. I looked at my hands and couldn’t see them, “I’m in my spirit form.” I informed them, sending a message into their minds. This could be handy, I smiled as I quietly walked over to Colonel Delano and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious. Gia quickly tied him to a tree.

SomethingRurik. With a powerful burst of light, she fell to the ground, her fingers still clutching Rurik's heart. When she dared to open her eyes, she saw snow everywhere, but it wasn't the between-world she'd just been in. Gone were the Barinov ghosts, the shadows, and the storm.

' jack was far more dumbfounded than his face was giving credit for . In the guild hall he got his card and decided to take a job to kill some minor demons that seem to resemble fantasy goblins but from the little bit of his memories he knew that those things where just what are called lowly beings that line wherever there's concentrated energy but still .'no...hell no...goblins for real?...God what the hell do you think this is funny or something?' Jack just took the paper from her and sighed "hah im off give me 30 mins and I'll be back more or less "

After the first collapsed the second did, then the third, the fourth. "this is the sixth level of my twenty wind slash, invisible rebound slash, the pressure on you will reduce since it won't cut in on touching your silk but will rebound. It will only continue pushing you back and at the same time finishing off your warriors," Kakashi said as he continued walking towards Ankara. Though Ankara has not been talking for sometime on hearing what Kakashi said she can't help talking. "does it worth it killing your formal tribes men since you now took them as your formal tribesmen just to join the Dawn after all they have done?" Ankara asked from within the silk.

My steering wheel vibrated as magical wards scanned Maya and I, registering our genetic markers, scanning our aura, cataloguing every trace of magic, and taking in our bloodstream before I could go further. I hadn’t even gone too far when steel barricades jutted from the ground to form a single narrow lane. Hidden cameras emerged from tree trunks, and motion-sensor drones hovered in from the treetops. They scanned the entirety of the vehicle before mechanical arms waved me forward to the next checkpoint. “Seriously?” I muttered through gritted teeth as I stopped yet again for another scanning magical ward. My heartbeat spiked as it scanned my memories. A robotic voice crackled: "Identify: As

Her pocket sagged with the vial’s weight, that damn glass nagging her, and Ezra’s laugh still rang in her head—his smug ass waving the key like a prize. “Grab something!” Roman shouted, voice torn over the rush, his other hand scrabbling at the wall’s edge, now just a crumbled lip of concrete. The water was winning, surging up her ribs, tugging at her soaked jacket. She gagged on it, tasting mud and salt, her arm screaming where the knife had cut—blood swirling red in the dark churn.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Ash didn’t resist. Once inside, Mira stood over him again. “One question,” she said. “Answer it right, and you stay alive.” Ash raised an eyebrow. “Only one?” “Who else knows about me? About the bond between us?” He went still. Then whispered, “Everyone in the Circle.” Grey tensed. “The inner Ghost Howler council?” “No,” Ash said. “The one above it. The one that breeds wolves like weapons and burns the rest. The ones who made her.”