Erased Yashiro Novels & Stories

I hesitated for only a second. My claws extended. I slashed through the word “Mating”. The paper tearing with a satisfying sound. In my mind, I silently renamed it: Days Until Freedom.

Sol Ming flatly said. “Liar,” Shan Zhe murmured, and then has said, “By the way we have a lot of meat from the dead Yuya last night.” ”Yuya? The carcass of them?” Sol Ming find herself that looking back at Shan Chu’s hand holding a wing of Yuya now, and she stared at it with a gray heart. Who would have thought that such the Yuya carcass will be seen by her right now, and not would get any vomiting sickness once she has looked at them?

Rhea looked past him, toward the servants half-hidden in the far corridor, toward Lysa standing pale near the arch, toward Darian, whose body kept remembering before his mind dared, toward Scarlett by the window, who watched like a woman seeing another woman choose a battlefield she herself had been trained to survive. “For everyone who is trying to remember,” Rhea said. Maddox went silent. Her voice softened, but she did not lower it. “I will not hide behind your protection while they call me unworthy. I have already been erased once. I will not let them make me invisible a second time by keeping me locked where the pack can only whisper about me.” The words settled through the corridor. Sc

"At the abandoned warehouse on Fourth Street. My source says he's about to close a drug deal with Yoshiro-Nagama." Michael turned away, as Pedro went on with the details. Yoshiro was the new Oyabun of a century-old Yakuza, controlling the inflow and outflow of drugs and weapons in Asia. As a result of his greedy quest for power, Yoshiro deposed his own father, Hatake Nagama, killing him and his trustees in cold blood, to assume the post of Oyabun.

My father never wasted ink. By decree of Lord Gerrard Nerezza, Lucien Nerezza is hereby struck from the line of inheritance. His name is to be erased from clan rolls. He is disowned, his assets forfeited, his rights rescinded. He is no longer recognized as heir, nor as son. Signed. Sealed. Final. I laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it was exactly what I expected. The shadows curled tighter around me, like they were laughing too. But the second letter didn’t come by bird.

*Sub-Nest Destroyed – EXP eighty million* City nest next—Rowan and Kayo unleash hell. Rowan’s erasure grids overlay the financial district—reality folding violent, skyscrapers of beasts vanishing in white flashes, screams cut short. Kayo’s foxfire chains lash wild—binding the core, yanking it screaming into erasure. **Kayo (laughing manic):** “Gotcha, you bastards!” Explosion rips air—core deleted in blinding orange. *Sub-Nest Destroyed*

We’ll have enough time to set our defenses once we get to Kiyosu Castle. “Are you ready, my lady?” Hideyoshi asked me. I nodded and he helped me up my horse. Now that I think about it, Hideyoshi isn’t Hideyoshi yet. His name is Kinoshita Tōkichirō. I also remember that this war will be a big turning point for him. I hope everything will go according to plan.

This made him feel very excited and also a little nervous at the same time because he was afraid that something would go wrong in the process. Now, Machi was already dead, and soon, Yahiko would be dead too. As soon as Yahiko dropped dead, he would become the top and most influential person in Tokyo! Yoshito could not help but feel very nervous and excited. He held a glass of whisky in his hand as he thought about the timing. He assumed that it was about time for Yahiko to die. So, he immediately took out his cell phone to call the Iga ninjas, who were given the responsibility to assassinate Yahiko.

I sighed, but had no come back for him, so I unscrewed the top and downed the whole thing. “Now that’s a good alpha. Shall I start my guard duty now, or would time suffice? I was hoping to get back into the library and review some of the Codwall alpha dynasty. Heard he had himself a wolf rider lover without a problem. Though he only ruled for a few full months because he was killed.” “By the rider?” I asked, shocked. “No, that was your great-grandfather Rupert. He gave up his heart and willpower to a rider. Codwall apparently ate some poison berries. He did seem quite the idiot.” Max cackled.