Claude Kuroshitsuji Novels & Stories

He prefers to be a strong and rebellious man in challenging action films. "This is not pure romance. In fact, the director chose you because you are considered very compatible with Peter's strong character," Ethan corrected. William sighed again, "no," he said then took a sip of his beverage. Not only a manager, Ethan is also William's cousin. The two of them grew up together since childhood. Ethan is the closest person to and knows all about William. Including the real identity of the 29 year old man, who is a werewolf. The existence of werewolves is like a joke to most of people in the world. But there are also those who believe, even obsessed with finding proof. But in fact, the creature

I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be. Their guards scrambled, trying to stop me. I narrowed my eyes before bringing my Kitsune mask to my face. Fear clouded their features at the sight of my mask. They knew what it meant. This wasn’t me, Hatake Yūri, heir of the clan, coming after their boss and second. No, this was Kitsune, a blood-thirsty fox spirit. “Stand down or perish.” I warned, unsheathing my blade ready.

His eyes fixed on the entrance, playing with whistle , there was call for every healer from all the wolf empires, even some of the witches mated in the wolf world were asked to be there and they were there now trying to treat the luna of the pack with all their power. For once Marcus thought about reaching the old mysterious lady but then who knew she is even alive or not . The huge doors suddenly open as in came the man , tall and masculine radiating the dark aura , his face hidden under the cloak making Marcus frowned. Unknown people were not allowed to enter the pack, then how could someone barged in here??Looking so mysterious ? Marcus in a brisk made his way towards the person who stood

Shinsin knelt beside the fallen beast, chanting the infamous incarnation in an attempt to resurrect it like before. “I call to you great presence! Heed to my orison and grant me your…” “… Hey! Look, we have to help him!” Kuro, his other counterpart shouted at him before he got his chance to finish the prayer. He did not need to speak to himself since he could see through his eyes, but sometimes the situation just got the better of him and would at times force the words out of his mouth. When he turned towards the voice shouting at him, he immediately saw what got Kuro concerned. The black and violet stream of smoke was escaping Daito’s chest and permeating into Tyndale's arm. As Kuro tried t

Everything went still in the presence of Kivuli. Ayasu tried to push Sahiri and Aurelia behind her. Kivuli twisted his dark form until he stood as a man. His clothes were unlike any Aurelia had seen, a long white robe with gold-threaded lapels. His face bore tribal markings from a bygone age when the lions were human. A purple glow surrounded the serpentine eyes. Rows and rows of long sharpened teeth gleamed bright against his blackened form.

She glances over at me and nods before making her way to the back room. Packing up my laptop and patiently waiting for the waitress, I survey the room and stop on a little girl in the corner by her mom. Ironically, she has blood red hair the color of the soul eater's and on closer inspection I notice that she has black soulless eyes too. Are there more than one or is she merely changing form? I find myself wondering this and then the waitress strolls out of the back with a bag containing the items I asked for.

I cried, motioning for caution. The spirit seemed to derive a sadistic thrill from the taunt, tossing the infant like a plaything. Then, my heart leaped into my throat as Kaida appeared in the doorway. She had materialized out of the shadows, her blinded eyes fixed on a point in the air—undoubtedly seeing the Gashadokuro or the force behind the assault. She stared at the entity for a long moment, her expression as chilling as the spectral air. Then, all of a sudden, her claws flashed, and she began to slash at herself, making blood splutter across the floor.

She couldn’t say a word even and she remained gazing at him. Keisuke took a good look at her, his forehead creasing. “You’re not alright,” he uttered. And suddenly, he lowered himself. “Get on my back. You won’t last long if we don’t treat your wounds. It’s faster this way.” “No! My master Yushiro will be—“ “He is not coming. The ghoul had his clone took the other way. Your master and the other girl probably are back in Hikari.” “How do you know all of this?”

Isekai (Thanatos) said as his eyes shone a light before he took out a knife from the porch to cut open his thumb. "aurora boralis thou great aurora, my spirit recides in a world of rest, i am a cut through history, finding the secret of immortality is my goal. Aurora bolaris undying spirit shall awake Osíris shall be my Helper." "heather, heather i am a branch of aurora, this body shall be my vessel of the undead i shall be a secret that is left to be solved,"Isekai (Thanatos) started muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear.

And no one have ever not known what does it even mean! It is the curse that unable the people here to kill each other, and even killing himself is forbidden as it cause something undiscribable to the deepest of their soul! The moment the young-looking man regain his consciousness, he is dumbfounded. Naturally, he know what he did, but it's so far from what he suppose to be. He suppose to be encouraging the killing of this horrible existence! “How can this possibly happen...” He's shaken, slowly looking up and reveal a deepest regrets he never been shown before. There up above, the golden glow almost covered the whole moon, and the ominous feeling befall to all existence of the gloomy forest!