Destiny Ninja Akira Novels & Stories

She asked herself but the answer is nothing except hurting him at the end. She thought he would’ve fallen in love with someone else in these past years but he didn’t just like her. Even for her, life is tough. But he got all the chances to get himself another woman but he waited for her, not intentionally. Is this called destiny? Once Charlotte prayed to God that she has been with her parents and Jaxson lifelong, after seeing the shooting star. But her prayers didn’t happen and she loved all her faith in the Almighty. They again met now; she wondered what Jaxson had prayed at that time.

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."

Damien is saying, and I suddenly snap back to attention. The line moves forward, a slow progression toward an uncertain destiny. My turn comes, and I step up to the makeshift altar, the potion before me like a vessel of fate. Damien gives me a stare — not just the stare of a brother, but the stare of my Alpha, commanding me to drink. I know, despite my misgivings, I have no choice. I tip the cup to my lips and with eyes screwed shut, I drink. The liquid burns down my throat, a warmth spreading through me like a subtle flame. A bitter taste settles in my mouth as the potion becomes a symbol of choices stripped away.

“And the worst part is there’s nothing I can do to help you. Eliza, do you have any plan at all?” “I do, but it’s incredibly risky. So much could go wrong while I wait.” Neither Damian nor any other pack could exile the fated mate of an Alpha heir without risking war. Every generation of Lunas was believed to be chosen personally by the Goddess. If a Luna chose to reject her fate, she’d be hunted down by every fanatic of that faith. There’d be no safe place for me—no matter how far I ran. At least, not in this world… “What are you planning?” he asked directly. “Because if it’s too dangerous for you… I’ll kill that bastard myself.”

She bowed her head, "Al Akira. The Pink pack... They are not werewolves but nobody knows exactly what specie are they. They were there even before the existence of werewolves. They never fight anyone but they do help ones who want to take over the rule of a kingdom or a pack... Just like if we need to kill someone we hire a killer. In the same way, if we need to snatch someone’s rule over a territory they come forward and help." "This is... hilarious. Al Akira? Seriously? Al Akira is nothing. It’s just a legend found in books." By now Lucas seemed bored. But I wanted to know more about it, “The killer takes money. What do Al Akira charge?” I asked her.

Therefore, he tried to convince her, "Uhm.!!.. Sorry harshika.. I just said it causually.. By the way, my name is Akash " At the time he finished the sentence, elevator door opened by making ding sound.. Akash got out of the elevator and dragged harshika with him, with the thought that delaying further would collapse all his plan.. On other hand, harshika felt sad after learning that he is the same akash that lavanya mentioned.. She felt like she is a homewrecker.. She never even dreamed that one day she would be in such a situation.. Destiny made her to be a homewrecker.. She would never commit such a sin if her mama's life was not in endanger.. A sneer formed on her lips as she think about

The surrounding ruins swallowed the sound he made, a final rasp of defiance or pain. Then there was silence, Akira’s body limp beneath Asher’s blood-soaked paws. Breathing heavily, Asher shifted back into his human form, his skin smeared in crimson, hair wild, chest still heaving. He looked down at Akira, lifeless, and let out a guttural scream. Fury still pulsed through him, and he wished Akira would awaken, so he could kill him again for every person whom he killed that he loved. But he was forever still, and it was over. It was time to find Makena and claim his birthright.

she said as a red liquid dripped between them. "Arya is gone, you last saw her now it's me and I'm back to stay," Akira said as he stabbed my mother again with the dagger, "stupid witch, this is for using your magic against me," were his words before he threw my mother to the ground, Akira disappeared without giving Jackson a chance to hold her and appeared at Owen's side. "You thought you could defeat me, that was your biggest mistake, now Owen and I, we will join forces and since you refuse to be my subjects, we have no choice but to declare war on you." Akira said.

When suddenly, Akira went near me and wrapped her one arm around my neck, point a gun in my head. "Akira!" "Fuck it!" "Azelyn, make her stop! Damn!" Azelyn just laughed at Yukenzo."Why would I stop her? That's her decision. Learn to pay respect." She smirked evilly. "Shit!" They cursed. I just closed my eyes and breathed calmly. I can do this. I won't die. I can't die. I shouldn't die. "You have all the chance to beg, but you chose to be a hero of your own realm! Now, go to hell, my dearest stepsister." She slowly pulled the trigger.