Inuyasha 2 Film Novels & Stories

The last Akaname tries to escape by leaving the room but Yasuhiro shoots off one of its legs. “Who gave you permission to leave?” says Yasuhiro with killing intent. The Sun starts to rise slowly and the Akaname screeches loudly while dragging its feet outside the building. Yasuhiro’s minigun overheats and he clicks his tongue. He tries to chase after it and Akihiko in a low voice says- “Let… it go…” stopping Yasuhiro and getting him to pick up Akihiko. Taking Akihiko back to the truck and keeping him in the trunk on his back he rushes into the truck and starts its engine.

Brooke I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone. Iniko is so different than he was before. I mean, he still has his blond hair, and I’ve adjusted to his easy-going personality which is very different than his first time on this planet. But now, he’s just so … big. I can’t get over the size difference. In his previous life, Iniko looked like an older adolescent. Now, he looks like a man. A man who is my mate.

King Februtus threw the sword until it hit the entrance to the throne room and shattered it. ** "Nay, Erin why are you guys here?" I approached Nay and Erin who were on the 2nd floor of Danirmala's house. "You played with them until you forgot about me!" Erin said curtly. "Hahaha sorry, you are all very beautiful so how can I hold it in," "Honey, come with me!" Nay pulled my hand, then teleported into a room. A different room from the hotels in the Nay tree or academy dormitories, this room looked a bit simpler. The air I feel is wa

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

Tessaiga (Inuyasha) Inuyasha's sword is inherited from his father, Toga. The basic material of this sword comes from one of Inuyasha's father's fangs. As the "Sword of Destruction" which is said to be able to slay 100 demons in one slash, Tessaiga seems to be inhabited by a spirit of its own who occasionally advises or guides Inuyasha on his journey to collect spirit orb shards.

A few feet away, Jay was already waiting. The farther I walked from Nathan, the more aware I became of the distance growing between us. Aleu stirred uneasily. “Our mate.” I swallowed. I know. The feeling wasn’t overwhelming. Not unbearable. But it felt wrong. Like a piece of me had been left behind in the parking lot. “This isn’t how it should be,” Aleu muttered. “We should be with our mate.” She continued. “I know.” I replied. “He is our mate. Our Alpha. And we are his Luna, the two of us shouldn’t be apart.” She said.

“Mindblowing, eh? It’s because I tend to think imaginatively instead of logically. Do you think everything started from logical thoughts? Then please explain how did they invent a lamp, the telephone, or even a sex doll? It’s because they were imagining things that would be convenient for them. And this is what I want to show you.” He opened his hand and absorbed a palm tree to his palm. Koji and Indra were shocked by what they just saw. “Doki-Doki.” “Ca... Can a human really do that?” Koji asked. “A... Are you Miroku’s descendant? Did he marry Sango or he had his own harem kingdom instead?” Indra asked. “I don’t understand what you talking about, Indra. I don’t watch InuYasha as it was bann

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.