Novel & Cerita Furihata X Akashi

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

one of the Hassins says as soon as we reach the table and Krystal unwraps her arm. We sit down and the metallic sheen on their skin captivates me. The Hassin females are beautiful, but also strange to look at. "Morning," Fiadh squeaks and Zuri quickly clears her throat. "My name is Zuri, this is Fiadh, Xiu, Krystal, and Jia. We are happy to meet you," Zuri says and the shiny women nod.

Soon, I felt him beside me in the void, his hand fumbling until it found my arm. "Thalia," he breathed, a wave of palpable relief in his voice. "Cassius." "It's okay," he reassured me, his voice a steady anchor. "I'm right here." "What's happening?" I asked, feeling our energies intertwine, weaving together into something new, something powerful. A shockwave of light erupted from us, not an explosion, but a gentle, unstoppable wave that pushed back the suffocating darkness.

AKISHA'S POV I'm here at the very end of the waterfall, you kind of make a wrong move and I'm going to fall. I saw the beautiful view below. It seems to attract me. I don’t know why but I really like the falls for reasons I don’t know. It's like there's something special about the waterfalls that catches my attention. I immediately turned away from it then turned a blind eye. I raised both my arms to the side then stepped back. I felt like I was falling so I opened my eyes but I was surprised to see ash falling as well. What does he think he's doing ?! Is he an idiot?! When we confessed our position, he immediately hugged me. He changed our position. I am now above him and he is below me as

Yuta explained. Jai frowned when he heard the fourth name. “I’ve heard of that one.” “Oh which one of has you heard of it? Takeshi Hirabayashi or Satoshi Hirabayashi?” Yuta asked him. “The latter one, Satoshi.” As the humans talked, the little companions were busy with themselves. Shoru pawed at Yuta’s opened palm while Rita pecked softly at Shoru’s tufts, managed to pluck some out which she then dropped to the floor. It didn’t result in bald spot, and the little wolfy didn’t seem to be feel any pain from her fur plucked out, making Rita quite confused. Sakura was only watching all of them silently, as per usual.

“Huh? But Satou is a boy.” “…What?” Risa took off the straw hat, revealing a clean, short haircut. “I’m Satou Rishi from the baseball team. Same pronunciation, different kanji.” Takuto’s knees buckled. He nearly collapsed. Fate is messing with him. “You seem nervous,” Rishi said, unpacking. “Your face has been pale ever since we got off the bus.” Takuto stared at the nape of Rishi’s neck—there had been a red mole there in Risa’s past life—but it was hidden under the collar.

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

This year's match-up promised to be the most intense yet – Shirashi, the village's reigning champion, against Aika, a mysterious newcomer with a reputation for being as ruthless as she was beautiful. Shirashi stood confidently in the center of the arena, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. Her husband, the Narrator, watched from the sidelines, a mix of pride and worry etched on his face. He knew his wife was a formidable fighter, but there was something about Aika that made him uneasy.

YURI decided to save AHMET she used her ultimate technique life's flame { in this technique she gives all her life and powers to AHMET } , AHMET's body absorbed the energy and he floated on the air with a flame aura around him the wounds are healed , a big phoenix tattoo appeared on his back. YURI vanished like ashes scattered by the wind , her last words was { don't be sad because i will never regret sacrificing for you my precious friend and don't worry I'm not dead I will reborn from the ashes one day , you have a shard of my soul i will be always with you , now you become my heir , take care of yourself farewell } .