Inojin X Himawari Novels & Stories

Nozomi soon resorted to close combat, which was Hina’s weakness. Before Hina was beaten too badly, Yosuke provided support. He made it difficult to reach Hina. Whenever Nozomi came close to Hina, she would find Yosuke in Hina’s spot. It was troublesome, but not too much of a problem. The lead couple’s little close combat experience could not compare to Nozomi’s lifetimes’ worth of experience. Nozomi was in the midst of raining blows onto Yosuke’s face when Hina encased Nozomi in a cocoon of soft light that was very gentle to the eyes.

As powerful as Yamato was, the waves of petals still managed to penetrate through his water barrier and leave him with a few injuries. Inumaki and Kojiro were well protected inside Kojiro's barrier but they were unable to make any further movement. They were the farthest from Rosewell so the petal storm wasn't as intense for them as it was for the others, but it was still enough to block their field of vision. Yen on the other hand, was the closest to Rosewell but even he couldn't get to him. He experienced the most intense hits of all, so intense that he couldn't avoid major injuries.

Kōjin: “You kept my daughter alive long enough to come home. The flames remember.” He bows (full ninety degrees). We bow back. The summer after graduation just caught fire in the best possible way. Seras Himuari Nakamura has a God father, a god-tier armor set, and a dragon boyfriend who’s currently speechless with awe. And the rest of us? We’re just along for the blaze. Japan’s never been ready for this crew. But the fire god is. And that’s more than enough. The Armor Chooses June 15, 2029 – Mount Atago, dawn

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

Himari’s POV. - Zorien nearly had me getting a heart attack when he suddenly interrupted my free morning show earlier. All I did was jump out of bed with Oriel and a scorching face as I run to my room, and got down to prepare for school. I let out a sigh now, adjusting the sling of my bag above my shoulder when the front of my rope sandals jerks into something. I fall forward, bracing for a nasty impact. “And catch!” Huh? I blink to see arms around me and my chin pressed against a shoulder. Soft jasmine filters into my nose and I’m being helped into a right stance with warm palms clapping down my shoulders.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

There were sofas, TVs, and teenage boys and girls, laughing and making fun with each other. Seeing him walk into the door, a young male wolf seemed about 17 or 18 walked towards him. He had curly brown hair and a pair of kind blue eyes. When he spoke to Ian, he wore this big, lively smile, “Where have you been, Ian?” He patted Ian’s shoulder, “The Alpha and Luna are looking for you for your wedding with Amelia. They are waiting on the second floor.” His voice and gesture were as familiar as his appearance. Ian recognized him as his best friend Jim, but was a little younger.

"I love you Silver. I love you with my entire being." "You have made me the strongest man, now, I will go and fight for our love and I will win. For you I will." Shinja waved Silver bye and went into Brown's room. In Brown's room she wished him good luck and walked out. She did not kiss him but pecked him on his right cheek. The Arena The princes were finally staged in the arena each in his corner. Silver wore silver armor representing his kingdom. Brown wore armor colored caramel to depict his kingdom. The same colors adorned their corners respectfully. Bolton sounded the gong and the fight begun.