Daki X Nezuko Novels & Stories

Master Rashka sat amidst his most trusted witches in their inner coven. His Ashkais heavily guarded this place. No one dared trespass on that environment. It was sacred. Dark energy emanated from within. Seven witches sat around the long table, deep in conversation, with Rashka seated at the head of the table. "Now that we have the four Necro keys, what is our next action? It's time for the ritual, Rashka." Zendaya, the only one who can address Rashka by his name, asked.

Drake was so frustrated that he didn’t know where to vent his anger. He has seen fear in people, especially in his enemies but seeing the fear of Emily; it seems like she saw him as a monster. He’s an Alpha, the king of the Blue Moon pack. The powerful of all, but he stopped just because he saw Emily’s tears? Damn it! He could feel that there was something different about the girl. He could feel a foreign attraction towards her that he couldn’t explain. What angered him more was that she was emotionally and mentally weak.

My heart swelled like the Grinches at the movie's end when his first cry rang out as he entered the world. "Dada, Dada!" Tate's high-pitched squeal rang out, sending a poor rabbit running for the hills. Zac squats down, scooping his bite-size clone into his large protective arms. "How's, my little man?" Tate cackles in pure joy as Zac tickles his tummy. Tilting his head to me, "You okay, babe?"

At first the dragon was creeping and then it began charging. “OK, Aki. Whatever you’re planning,” Temujin muttered nervously to himself, “you better do it now.” Nimble as a gazelle, Aki was running right behind the dragon and its twisting body. Then she was leaping from curl to curl, climbing efficiently up its length. Every time she landed on the slippery cerulean scales, her body flickered; distorted and spectral. Unbeknownst to her, she was partially activating the Kosoku Zanzo Jutsu, the Rapid Image Technique.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

Akira suddenly turn opening his backpack, frantically searching for something he brought out a neatly filed paper and hand it to daisy. "Daichi saw this on his hand he woke up to show me this and strangely he could've swore this is the dream he could remember" Daisy heart went frenzy, everything confusing what the hell was going on?a scroll?why a scroll and and old ma?she thought. "I'd a dream last night" This got daisy attention "and when I woke up I saw"Akira roll up his left hand sleeve up and daisy gasp "it was tattooed on me" Daisy stare at the deep dragon scale on his hand shaping to only one person, pointing at only one person.

Once she was done talking, she threw Akio far away from the place she was standing. Dabria then jumped up on the table in the meeting hall in the pack house. Looking at her monstrous appearance, the pack leaders forgot to even breathe properly. Her black eyes with red pupils, pale skin and the monstrous smirk on her face were enough to force them all on their knees. "Alpha Zeus no longer belongs to you. He is mine. He has been mine since the day I was born. And there is no one with enough power to take him away from me. As your bitch of a daughter, she was just a bitch who tried every way to seduce Zeus. But she failed. You know why! Because Zeus is mine." Dabria growled at Akio while glarin

Lina giggled and playfully tugged at his ear. "Doraemon doesn't seem to have ears, though?" "I'm different." Zuko's eyes were smiling. "I'm Lina's exclusive Doraemon, the only one in the world! That's why I have ears." "What do you need ears for?" Zuko leaned closer, his nose nuzzling her small face, his voice husky. "To... obey your every command!" Lina's heart warmed, and she hugged him. With him by her side, she would no longer be afraid of anything.

She was surprised when the guy who had mocked her earlier plopped down in the empty seat next to her. "Hi Zeda," he said, with a cute, childlike smile. "I'm Darcy, I'm a werewolf, and I'm part of the crew." Zeda smiled back. "Nice to meet you. I'm not sure about my genus yet, though." She made a face. Darcy frowned. "How's that possible, your..." "It's complicated," Zeda cut in, not wanting to hear about her eyes. Darcy frowned and nodded, not pushing it. Zeda thought he was a sweetheart after all.

Dakari conjured some water and they all drank their fill. Beecher grinned at him, “Any chance you could conjure something more substantial?” At that, they all felt their hunger. No one could really remember the last time they had eaten. With a smirk, Dakari produced some kind of protein bars. Beecher grabbed two and had devoured half of the first when his face twisted up, “Would it kill you to at least give them some taste?” he laughed. Zinnia was looking past her mate, up into the hills. Was there movement, or was she imagining things? She turned to Katalea, noticing her friend was tracking the same thing.