Dice Arisugawa Novels & Stories

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Liana: “How did you get here?” Aguilar asked, making me raise an eyebrow. “Do you want to know? Or are you merely asking to make conversation?” I asked, taking a bite of the strawberry that was set between us. “I am genuinely curious about the reason of why you hate me so much. You have been fighting nonstop, at least, so I have heard. You seem to be rather obedient.” He said, and I bit my bottom lip before picking up a grape and putting it between his lips, feeding it to him. He went to bite it, but I snatched half of it, making him smirk before he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to straddle his lap.

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

Yeah, I don’t think I would want to sit with him after that. I was walking to the seat I was given, and this guy was still staring at me. Maybe he knows me from somewhere, or do I have something on my face? “You have the most epic green eyes I have ever seen.” I turn to say a pretty girl, I think I just got myself a nosy friend, I’m always nice to them but I keep my distance. “Thanks, I’m Justin.” I tell her, not to be rude. “I heard, I’m Aria.”

"You have just come back from quite a stressful journey. I heard the Jo's family is in the far side of the Capital. How about you get some rest now huh…" Saying that I turned and left but not without shooting him a glare. Dennis offered to help me train and I gladly took his help. "Okay. Let's get you started on some attacking and dodging moves. You seem to be clumsy on that part." He handed me a wooden sword. "Go on, attack me for two minutes while I dodge and I will do same." As I took the sword, Arthur walked upon us He walked past us without saying a word and stood feets away from us.

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.

Payne and Gale took a glance at each other when an elderly man came from behind him. “Well, well, seems my son put a good fight to you, Arthur, although I was already giving you a very good amount of the substance.” The two Alphas turned and saw Soga Midorikawa in his impeccable tailored suit with his armies on behind him. “Good afternoon, gentlemen.” “Alpha Soga, what are you doing here?!” Asked Gale while he secretly instructed his Betas and armies to circle the new group.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

I asked, annoyed. “It's a way to see the shadows in action,” Aris said. “The idea actually came from Connor, and since I have a lot of faith in you, I would definitely take pleasure in beating the wolf.” “You guys are idiots!” I yelled in annoyance and tried to leave, but Drago grabbed my hand.

A silver chalice rested upon a wooden platform just beneath the steps. "You will adapt quickly,” Arito said, and a lump slid painfully down my throat. I didn’t like the direction this was taking. He opened the wooden box carefully and placed it atop the structure between us. Then, from the black suitcase, he retrieved a sharp ceremonial dagger. I flinched immediately, my heart lurching violently inside my chest. "You shiver like a cat drenched beneath the rain,” Arito remarked calmly. I stared at his wrinkled face and streaks of gray hair in horror before quickly turning my gaze back toward Alpha Dreadlock.