Black Kirishima Novels & Stories

Kiran seemed like a meditative monk, isolated from the outside world. With hands clasped, Lilian silently prayed for Kiran to react and escape. "Let's go to hell together, Kiran!" Kanpei Ichiro shouted as he sprinted toward Kiran. His black figure stood out in the white light, resembling a black sword against the radiant background. His face twisted into a fierce and malevolent expression.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

'Whatever it is, I need to break the code and save myself no matter how risky it is. "Good morning class..." The calm demeanour of Mr Kirishima shook away his thoughts as the whole class stand up to bestow respect to the teacher. 'Good morning too you, Sir Kirishima!' Their voices encircle the class before settling down in a minute. Mr Kirishima starts his lessons, as usual, asking his students to return their homework the first thing in the morning. Some students groan out of irritation for the teacher. Some didn't even care to complete the whole work and the rest are trying to not sleep during the class. Akira blinks his eyes, relaxing his posture. "This world is quite peaceful for a murde

I led Winter into the woods, finding a secluded spot, and patiently waited for her to shift. Observing her quietly, I marvelled as she gracefully removed her clothes and transformed into her wolf form, the elegant and beautiful Kira. Her fur, a soothing beige, looked incredibly soft and abundant, setting her apart from the typical appearance of a wolf. It gave her an air of gentleness and fragility, but I knew better than to underestimate her; as a gamma, Kira possessed strength and resilience.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

I make it to her territory in no time and see Kira standing there, her eyes wide. "Stop." She whispers and yells, throwing her hands up to me. I slide to a stop, and Anubis immediately growls at her as he is at the surface fighting for control. All of my brothers stopped looking at Kira. "He’s some sort of creature, but different from us. He has amber-brown hair and blue eyes. We haven’t seen him shift, so we don’t know what he is, but he came directly from the underworld." Kira spits it out, nervously eyeing us to see our reaction.

He added as the vehicle conveyed all of us to the towering building that was Blue Mountains. The was a whole lot of activities taking place all at once as the door of the vehicle was opened up. We all took our time to alight. I was curious to see what he looked like after all these years. Isabella held my hand and together we followed the Kishimotos toward the elevator. As the lift took us the floor of the meeting, Kishimoto spoke. "He is here." "How can you tell?" I asked. "I can feel his hate, he used this elevator," Hashirama said.

“Did she just say what I think” “She wasn’t Mira’s creation,” Sera whispered. “She was Mira’s teacher.” Elias’s voice crackled over comms, urgent: “Sera. Lira just picked up a ping. There’s something riding our signal from deep orbit and it’s calling itself Kirin.” The moment the name Kirin echoed through the comms, the ship’s interior lighting dropped by 30%. Not an emergency blackout. A calculated dim. Elias stared at the pulse signature coming through the nav console. It wasn’t a transmission.

All he knew was that it was up to him to save his pack from Killian's horrible decisions. Moving quickly down the path, it wasn't long before Liam was confronted with a huge white wolf with ice blue eyes. It could only be Brodi Sköll. Liam quickly fell to one knee and dropped his head. He could only hope it was enough to keep the Alpha from tearing him apart just for being part of the Blackfoot Pack.