Ayano Aishi Bloody Novels & Stories

With her words, Ayane nodded while wiping her tears away. "It was during Habitect's gala. I suddenly woke up in one of the hotel's rooms. I had no clothes on and I couldn't remember anything." This time, it was Rei who was crying. Everything that happened to Ayane throughout the year was beyond what any normal person can handle. It was surprising to see that even she's still fighting. Rei felt sorry for Ayane. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her but despite all of this, she's willing to stand by her side and protect her if need be.

Aishi laughed crazily. "Arrgh! Just get lost!" I annoyingly screamed at her and went downstairs. Geez! I even went to her because I thought she would sympathize with me yet she just told me nonsense things. This makes more annoyed. When I die Aishi, you are really the first person I'm going to haunt! *** Aishi Joanna's Point of View

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.

The small kiss from Afgan was still felt and made her heart rippled violently. “Damn it, this isn't right!” Aiyana turned her body back to face the dishwashing sink. In her heart, thoughts of the past and present were mixed up. “This is wrong!” exclaimed Aiyana as she violently stomped on the plate she was washing, causing it to break. “Aowch!” screeched Aiyana in pain as the broken plate accidentally scratched her palm. Blood flowed quite a lot as it mixed with the soapy water. “Aarghh, this hurts,” Aiyana squealed.

Justin turned and the girls with him had such competitive expression on their faces. " Hey! What is happening?". The girl holding Justin's hand asked me, and she didn't want to let go of his hand . " Who are you?". Justin pushed her back, coming forward instead. He squinted his eyes and kept such disappointing expression on his face, did I do Something or he wasn't expecting to have something to do in the room.. " Wait! You're Dani, right?". He was finally able to know who I was... "Yeah! And you're such a bastard"

In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running across a battlefield, its black fur matted with blood, smoke rising from the carnage. She pulled away abruptly, her heart pounding in her chest. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I... I need to go." Damon's brow furrowed with concern. "What's wrong?" he asked, reaching out to touch her arm. Aqua shook her head, her mind still reeling from the vision. "It's nothing," she said hastily, brushing off his concern. "I just... I have to go." She turned away before he could protest, her steps quickening as she made her way back towards the truck. Damon followed close behind, his expression puzzled but unde

In a lightning-fast counter, her claws raked across Jax's face, leaving behind a trail of crimson as a testament to her lethal dexterity. Blood spattered as she bit into the flesh of his shoulder, sending him reeling back with a howl of pain. But Jax was relentless; he charged again, teeth snapping wildly. Amani ducked and twisted, channeling her raw energy. With a fierce growl, she surged forward, aiming for his exposed flank. Their bodies collided, a flurry of fur and teeth, as Amani grappled him to the ground, teeth sinking into his neck and ripping away flesh.

His jaw hardened when he saw the blood. I should have moved sooner. You moved when I needed you. His thumb brushed beneath the wound. The touch lingered. Kiyomi stirred against Hayate’s chest. Is she alive? Yes, Hayate said. I meant Ayame. I am here. She opened her eyes. Brown. Tired. She looked at the blood on my neck and turned away. I did that. Orochi did. My hand held the knife. Hayate tightened one arm around her. You fought him.

The crack blazed brighter than ever. For a long moment no one moved. The clearing was silent except for the hiss of the crack in the marker and the distant retreat of paws through underbrush. Mist drifted back in to fill the space where the pack had stood. Ava pulled herself upright against the stone. Her hands trembled. The silver glow had withdrawn into the token but left a faint shimmer under her skin, like moonlight trapped in her veins. She could still hear the echo of the whisper, softer now but insistent: Daughter of ash…