Hiromi Higuruma Cursed Technique Novels & Stories

But he didn't say anything about it and just continue wasting Akaru time with the talk. Akaru attacks Hikari when he got a chance to attacks, But Hikari just blocked every attacks from him. Kamihara were looking at them and he was waiting for the result on what that will happen. Kamihara just can't believe that Hikari didn't make any attacks to Akaru. Bcecause from what did he know about Hikari in the past, Hikari never thinking about who he will fight or what did they have. He just eliminate all of them as long as he has been ordered to. Hikari was so good in disguise since his appearance is looks like a kid. But the way he will act is totally different from a way he looks like. But with a

Holy cow! After finished reading this passage, I sat up so fast, my blood pumping high into my brain. Then my subconscious mind started racing back and forth, sorting out things and collecting junk data that was once discarded or ignored. After a while, the light bulb above my head finally burst into light. The mysterious collapses of those students in the Ultara Academy weren't just a coincidence or mere health problem. And as the puzzle pieces began to match together, there was no way I could understand why the first person who fitted into my suspicious picture was...Jacques.

He then said, “So you are just a nobody. This Puppet’s Curse isn’t something that you can cast. Tell me who you serve and I can spare your life.” The dark figure hesitated after listening to Kaze. Then, he clenched his jaw to crush the poison between his teeth at the back of his mouth. Black blood seeped out from his mask before he collapsed on the ground, showing no signs of life. “You rather die than reveal the master you serve? It seems like your master is someone powerful,” Kaze muttered to himself with furrowed brows. Compared to the ninjas, the curse techniques were much more complicated. In Ryokan, the ratio between ninjas and curse sorcerers was one hundred to one, which explained th

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

He’s been a cursed for as long as he can remember, but he never encountered this kind of horror. “S-Should we text her or what? W-What should we do?” Tomoya panicked. “I-I don’t know. I only tried altering my vision once, but it only caused someone’s death,” Theresa scrubbed a hand across her temples. Her eyes were only pinned on the table, but she could feel Tomoya fidgeting on his seat. “Perhaps, t-this could help,” Tomoya was about to pull the grimoire out of his coat, heaven-knows-how, but Takumi held his arm so he paused.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

Like the great explosion at the dawn of the Big Bang, it expanded infinitely from a small point. Josiah was like a container, now enduring the dual forces of impact. One was the external impact from the Thunder Emperor's hands, and the other was the internal eruption from his own body that almost tore apart his limbs and bones. This technique, the Great Sanguine Technique, was Scarlet Summit’s ultimate move. It was a move that brought both the user and the enemy to their demise. When this move was unleashed, all the power in one’s body would explode and cause an astonishing amount of damage.

Yumi smiled as she slowly walked toward Wilbur. Wilbur frowned when he saw her walking closer, "Stand there. I don't want to attack a woman. If you play any tricks, then don't blame me for being impolite." "Is that so?" Yumi continued her approach. "Then, what do you plan on doing to me?" Wilbur's face gradually darkened. At that moment, Yumi casually uttered a few words, "Ninja Art, Thousand Illusion Eyes." Suddenly, the space around Wilbur began to distort slightly as if the laws of physics had ceased to exist.

Although he may not possess the same overwhelming power as the other male, a distinct aura of strength enveloped him. He patted the nurse's back and swiftly left the room. The nurse, now standing before me, held up an injection. Its liquid was a vivid shade of red, and I recalled my mother mentioning that red often contained herbs used to weaken wolves, rendering them fragile and susceptible, typically employed in times of war.

"Before the true elites, what little knowledge you have is insufficient. I will teach you a lesson today, that there is always someone better than you. You cannot humiliate us without consequences!" Takumi formed a hand seal and waved his sleeves. Paper cranes flew out from his wide sleeve. The white cranes hovered in mid-air as they flapped their wings as if they were alive. "Today, I will show you the power of the Island Nation's Yin-Yang Technique! Dream of Cranes!" Dark light appeared in Takumi's eyes, and even the paper cranes started to blink. Harvey's senses suddenly warped as he stood on the stage. His environment became distorted, their distances coming closer before growing further