Destiny Ninja Akira Novels & Stories

************* ************* ************* Akira's pov I woke up and every where was dark ,I could tell there was a blind fold on my eyes Everywhere was dark and shady ,I couldn't see anything ,my hands were tied too ,the room was dark and void of light ,but I could tell I was on a bed . "Somebody help me ," I screamed , hoping someone would come to my rescue . But my voice echoed back ,I began sobbing ,I don't want to die now ,I just can't imagine it . "Somebody help me please ,I begged and then there was a clicking sound of keys , someone was opening the door . "Please help me ,I yelled . "Can you shut her up already ,I heard the voice earlier . Oh no what does he mean shut me up ,is he ask

“It was said to be a disaster, it left the villagers destitute.” I folded my arms, I ransacked my brain, looking for a possible reason why Tito could be telling me this at this exact moment. “Wait…” my eyes widened in shock. “Is Akira a descendant of those people?” Tito's eyes shifted from worry to excitement. “Yes, but those weren't their only powers, they were gifted. And Akira has proven to be a part of their bloodline, even though she hasn't fully uncovered the full use of her powers,” Tito looked at me again.

Then, she stood up, Kaida's blood and scent all over her. I smiled, my heart racing with excitement. "Good girl, Akira. Now, go back to your room and sit still. Don't move, don't speak. Just sit." Akira's eyes blazed with anger, but she nodded. She turned and walked away, her movements akin to a robot. “Now for the last stunt,” I whispered and pulled out my phone, dialing a number. “I have something for you.”

[Author’s note: This chapter is about the dream of Akira.] Akira hurriedly took her bag and came out of her room. Her black short hair waved as she descended the stairs and ran like a squirrel toward the dining table. Her golden eyes were vividly clear with happiness as soon as she saw her family. When she sat at the table, her mother smiled at her cuteness as she ate the bread and drank the milk hurriedly. Alina Lesle Clemente, Akira’s mother. She possesses light golden eyes and black curvy hair. She came from the clan of Rihiko.

CHAPTER 8 >>>>>Nia. Akira's heart raced at the question. She wasn't willing to reveal her true identity. Not only was she from the East, but she was also the Alpha princess of the Eastern pack—the last surviving member of her pure bloodline. During the seven years she had stayed with Dominus, she learned resilience and how to be very calculative. She swallowed hard, choosing to ignore Beth's question again. Beth might be nice, but Akira couldn't trust her.

Akira was always the one who was most concerned when one of them got hurt. There was silence as all of them prayed for Javi. Minho got the news that he was feeling better, so he also added a thank you to the Creator for pulling his brother out of certain death. "Don't also forget to get some rest. We'll be venturing into dangerous territory, so you need to be sharp and alert. You're dismissed." Akira said, nodding a dismissal at his warriors. He was also the first to leave, flying up to the Second Sphere.

' Not this time, temporary she is 'Akira', the male disguise of Yui, the obsessive-minded villainess! His mind is filled with disgusting thoughts that he keeps smacking his head as if forcefully shirking off a bunch of hurtful laughter out of his head. 'Scram off! ... God Damn it!' Rage started to build up in his esteem but a mouthful of cold-chilly air pours down his throat. That woke him up from the nightmare...

Aunt Aira spontaneously hit the table hard, "What? So what An said was true. What are you doing to him? Until she is very disappointed! " Akira stared at the glass in front of him, his empty drink glass, his drinking glass. "In my dream, when I was in a coma. I was shown a strange world. Matchmaking like this had happened, an arranged marriage that made her run and fall. Her head hit a rock, and she left me. It was a miracle of her body to give birth to a son and daughter that she was no longer there for me. At that time I thought about letting go of it and choosing to look for it in my next life. When I fell into a coma, I was in a different world. I met him again, same nickname, An. But at

Behind them, a rival Alpha’s gaze burned with cruel ambition. The spirit’s whisper cut through the vision. “The attack will come beneath the Red Moon. Jeremy will fall, and you will be left to face the darkness alone. You must not falter, Abbey. You must lead. You must protect your kin.” My pulse thundered in my ears as the vision shifted again. Flames licked across the pack’s borders. Screams echoed. Blood stained the earth. And through it all, Jeremy’s body lay in the dirt, lifeless, while I stood above him with gold dripping from my palms like molten fire.

"What happened to Akira?" Luna's demeanor shifted slightly, a tinge of regret shading her voice. "She always told me that my parents perished during a brutal war within our pack," she revealed, her tone laden with sorrow. Aria’s ears perked up, concern flickering in her eyes. "A war within your pack?" she echoed, leaning in closer, drawn by her friend’s tragic history. "Do you know any of the details?" Luna shook her head slowly, the shadow of loss clouding her features. "The specifics were never fully shared with me. Akira only mentioned that the fighting was fierce and that my parents were tragically caught in the crossfire of a conflict that tore our pack apart."