Horimiya Light Novels & Stories

I spot Tad training some youngies. "Everyone here are werewolves?" She nods in agreement. "And we all have distinct powers," she adds. She pokes my shoulder with a finger. "And we'll help you discover yours." "I don't think I'm ready," I reply. I haven't even accepted who I am yet. Or why I am here. "I should be going now," I add anxious. Her lips curve downward. "You don't like it here?" I'm feeling different here. Like I've found a place where I belong. "Yes, I do," I reply. I wipe my sweaty hands on my sweater. "It's just that I'm not ready yet," I add. She smiles faintly at me. "I understand. It's fine," she replies holding my hand. "You'll always be welcome here," she continues. She tak

The way the light flings around is making my eyes spin. I'm not the only one that was affected by the only light source that was flying around. Kronos, Blaze, and August had to cover their eyes from the light. "Kuroyuki!" I screamed. "Save the grip for later! The light…!" "…My bad." She then released Persia after apologising. As soon as Kuroyuki released her, the light source became stable. "S-Soigner…!" (H-Heal…!) After Persia casts her healing magic for about two seconds— it was immediately dispelled.

Down the hallway, a crowd had formed. I spotted him right away. Adrian. He was wearing a sleek silver-black suit and holding a cigar. The Lyon family members surrounded him. His slicked-back hair, sharp features, and dark eyes gave off a dangerous vibe. He had not changed at all. "Adrian!" I called out. He stopped and looked around sharply.

It was cold then turned to hot moments later when Shani poured the black potion into the pot. Arkael was grunting now, I could see that he was hurting. I was looking at Shani, then to Walter thinking are we doing his wrong. Are we killing him? It looked like he was holding out on the pain like he was feeling more than he let out. I reached for Walt, as my energy started to diminish. Shani was quickly draining me, I saw flashes of images of Arkael's past then his life in the underworld. It was horrendously dark and sad at the same time. Shani was looking at me, just as she was also viewing at the flashes of images.

A pile of ash mixed with burnt offerings lay in one corner, while water-stained parchments and crude sketches littered the ground, sticky with red and black candle wax that had solidified with time. “Yes. I am Anubis… bone whisperer of the old pact.” Anubis raised her gaze, watching Lillia with piercing pale eyes that increased Lillia’s self consciousness all the more as it felt as though Anubis was staring into her soul. Then, her lips curved slowly, “and I know who you are… Zorya… First Light… the one who died broken… and returned unbroken.” Zorya? Fenris repeated as confusion stirred within Lillia. Is she a quack or what? She couldn’t even guess any of your names correctly.

She was surrounded by an aura of pure light, and her presence filled Rorik and Lyra's pack with a sense of hope and renewal. The woman introduced herself as Aria, the Guardian of Light, and she had come to help them in their fight against the darkness. With her powers of light and healing, she was able to turn the tide of the battle, restoring hope to Rorik and Lyra's pack and weakening their opponents. Together, they fought on, with Aria's powers of light providing a powerful counterbalance to the darkness of their opponents. And in the end, they emerged victorious, with the dark creatures defeated and their pack standing strong.