Dark Ruby Oshi No Ko Novels & Stories

I nodded, now understanding why he was looking at her so intently just the day before. “She’s in safe hands. Return with honor.” Orion slapped my back, having me look at him wide-eyed. Did he just slap me? “Ready?” Odessa looked longingly at me once more as the three of us let our smoke engulf us. Black for me, navy for Nicholas, and light green for Amora. Our dragons reared their heads back, roaring loudly a battle cry that could be heard for miles. If Adam was lucky, maybe he could prepare himself.

Any dark deed required a binding contract, one signed with the vital fluid that sustained life. He looked around for a dry spot to set the candle and paper down. Pools of water glowed in pearlescent gold, formed from the damp dripping from above. Stained by moss it didn't even look like water, rather like urine, tainted by infection. After a few moments he found a reasonably dry spot and knelt down carefully, unravelling the map and turning it over to look at the small writing on the back. He withdrew his knife, tracing a circle about him before puncturing the palm of his hand and allowing the blood to form a pool before casting it over the candle and onto the stone. It sank into the surface

No fear in his stillness—predator sated, but gaze burned deeper hunger. Sirens wailed distant, but black SUVs screeched campus gravel—Eiko's seal. She emerged ghost-silk, silver chignon unbowed, jade rings clinking judgment as armored men cordoned the dojo. "Coup remnants," she clipped Tokyo steel, dark eyes dissecting carnage cool. "Omega strings pulled. Sealed."

Leo collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air that smelled of ozone and scorched sugar. He curled into a ball, his small hands fisting into his singed peacoat, his breath coming in those wet, hitching whistles that signaled his core was cooling too fast. Kael’s waveform returned. But it wasn't blue. It was a dark, jagged obsidian—the color of a bruised galaxy. "Aria..." The voice didn't come from the speakers. It manifested directly in my bone marrow, a vibration so cold it made the copper wires in my chest contract.

Vera's POV Why is everything black? My head is throbbing in pain like it's hit by the truck. God! I blinked my eyes open and groaned in pain. "la ucciderò" ( I'll kill her.) I heard a manly voice. "Non è il nostro obiettivo, calmati." (She is not our target, calm down.) Same voice! That woman, she is here. Fuck! They kidnapped me. Who are they and what are they talking about.

Ryuou unsheathed a Japanese katana by his side, revealing a gleaming silver blade with rubies and silver dragons adorning the black hilt. Yuri resisted the urge to snarl. Him and his God complex. “You can try.” Yuri stated, readying Odium. “Try to kill me if you can. I am not a Phantom for nothing! And you’ll also do well not to underestimate me!” There was silence for several moments before Ryuou moved forwards with alarming speed and without any warning.

Asked Kohei, a black-winged creature serving the prince of the death. "Those gods pissed me off again. They want the women back." Sirius said in distaste as he lifted his palm and let the bluish marble that Hyun gave him floated mid-air. He looked at it with curiosity. "Isn't that a Pokh, milord?" Kohei asked. "I don't know what is this. That scorpion woman gave it to me." Sirius said, playing the marble with his hand. Kohei's eyes looked at the marble with renewed interest. This got Sirius's attention in him.

Tadashi gave a small helpless smile then followed Dai with Naoko by his side. Upon reaching the mass of people eating and chatting with each other, they were offered a certain kind of dark yellow translucent gooey liquid in a small cup. Naoko silently stared at it and swirled the liquid around her cup. It was so thick that it could not swirl well. It looked exactly like honey. It did not look easy to drink. Dai noticed them dawdling. "This is extracted from the Trees of Death. It's really good, try it!"

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

words stated furiously. Ox, eyes widened. His knife was already thrown away far from him. He then stand up with that still smile on his face while wiping the small amount of blood on his lips. “A person who wears a mournful dress, and always in a dark blue cloak. Mystic butterfly that always follow him around. More so, the extremely intimidating aura that will make you hallucinate your own death — the Blue Devil. So, you are our honorable guest, Mr. Aoi Akuma of the Dark Moon." “If you know then, back off!” voice was so chilly deep and very threatening.