Haruna Naruto Novels & Stories

Their younger brothers could take them, but they were all 16 and not of age. She worried that although she had twenty-six males to work with now, it didn’t stop Alphas, Betas, Deltas, and Gammas from other packs trying to send their second sons of age to try and join her Harem. Thankfully, the Main had to be of the heart and soul, which meant they would come from within the pack. Her heart's choice scroll would rise on its own, and that would be who the next Alpha of the pack would be when she took her place as Luna.

She continued screaming while slashing me. I felt pain, immense pain, but I couldn't even flinch a little. My heartbeat was now fading fast, but I felt something crawling on my body from everywhere. I wanted to laugh at my luck, but tears dropped from the corners of my eyes. Leeches were now crawling over my body, trying to suck as much blood as they could. "That husband of yours was supposed to kill you on your first night after marriage, but he decided to mark you and made you the most powerful Luna. Why? Why?" She continued screaming while recalling every big and small incident of my life.

***Falcon POV*** The red-haired girl lies limp in my arms as I gape down at her. Her freckled cheeks smudged with dirt and wet from what I can only assume are tears, yet she is still as perfect as ever. She looks different from expected. Which is alarming considering in every life she has always been white-haired with eyes that draw you in like the sticky honey they resemble. I lean in, my nose close, but not touching her neck as I inhale. She smells the same, and her aura… She must be the Luna.

“From today onwards, Kieran is the new Luna of our pack and you will all treat her with the respect she deserves” One by one, I watched their heads bow in reverence. It was supposed to feel nice but it didn't. I ignored the holes that Sabrina was burning into my head. If I thought this was somewhat over, then clearly I was just being delusional.

They both fell into silence for a moment before Luna asked another question. "So, what's the connection between Maruna and that little girl?" Luna asked, leaving Lucas speechless. "Is what Arka said true, that the girl is actually Maruna, that they're the same person?" Luna continued, considering the possibility. After all, if they listened to Arka's story about a tribal leader reincarnating into someone they desire, especially considering Maruna's unclear death, it could be plausible.

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

He thought for a second, smiled at his hunch and renamed her contact. Kitsune is who she is! A dodgy red demon with a fan of tails. A werewolf who creates illusions indistinguishable from reality. From that moment on, he called it that only - Kitsune, Kit. Both the kitten and the Japanese fox shifter were all about that name.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

she whispered to him before turning away. Taking the sword from her, Arthur aimed it directly at her. “Who….who exactly are you?” Her nose wrinkled. "I am that woman who will take your life very soon; you must not find out." Grinning broadly, she grasped the sword and drew it down. "I am your acting Luna and will soon become your crowned Luna. I can not watch him kill you because I learned swordsmanship from my late uncle," she said. He exhaled heavily. “You have a lot to tell me.”