Ira Gamagori Novels & Stories

' When Hong and the girl were thinking, Monica quickly remembered who this young woman was since this young woman also appeared in the memory of the previous Monica Oga. "Tomari-san?" Monica asked unsurely. "It's really you!" The young woman was also surprised to see Monica in this place, then observed him from up to down, and glanced at the girl on his side. She raised her eyebrow and said, "You have grown up." The girl beside Monica looked at the young woman then she was in shock since she remembered who this young woman was. Togo Tomari, that was the name of this young woman, was the CEO of Iwami Heavy Industries and also regarded as a lunatic of the Japanese business community since she

"You're taking his side." "I'm taking the side of not losing all three of you in the land of shattered souls," she said, with the kind of diplomatic firmness she'd clearly been practising. "With Elias's signature, you might be able to find pathways that are safer. Avoid traps keyed to Divine grace or the presence of demon-blood that are keyed to Divine grace or demon-blood presence specifically. He's..." She tilted her head slightly. "He's neither, right now. Which makes him unpredictable to the things down there. And unpredictable is useful." I looked at Elias for a long moment. He looked back at me, steady and immovable, and I recognised the expression. I'd worn it myself enough times to k

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

"But...but...you can still save your people. A little token in return is all I ask to seal my lips." "I will send your head back to your Igwe." Ikemefuna beat his chest and groaned like a wounded dog, "We are one. We are fearless. We are, Umu Ejima (children of Ejima), we cried, we shrieked, we screamed and the God of gods answered. Nothing can overcome us, not even the king of Ame." "Umu Ejima you say?" Ume asked. "Haha, you sound surprised." "Because I am" Ume whispered as he tried to place two and two together. "How can that be? I know a woman called Ejima. She never had a child of her own."

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

I want my mate to be loved by me. " She has a strong healing power. Yet she can't heal. What kind of magic spell did you use?" Gamma Celeriac broke the silence, " Dark magic. But a basic one." " Basic one?" He narrowed his eyes, " My daughter isn't a weakling to be hurt by a basic dark magic. Did something else happen?" He asked, making me puzzled. " I don't know!" I muttered under my breath. Gamma Celeriac didn't say anything but Carlos and I both felt the atmosphere suddenly shifted to something uncertain soon.

Amara stared for a little while, then returned to stare at the screen. "Amara!" Her Mom called her upstairs and she got up to go. We all watched her leave. Izanagi's eyes were sparkling, I thought he might feel uncomfortable at first but then I also had to recall this was his first time meeting Amamiya-san. "Who was that?" he asked. "Amara's Mom." "She's like the dark version of Ms. Bellum." "Who?" Claire whipped her neck to study Izanagi, eyes widened. Almost as if offended at first, but then she thought about it some more and covered her mouth. "No... Yo, wait, she does dress like Ms. Bellum sometimes!"

"Shiatsu is a master of merchandise! He knows the ins and outs of every product in Midway! He got me some scrap material from his parent's junkyard!" "And?" "Part of the scrap Shiatsu gave me contained an enhancement converter-" "Enhancement what?! You do realize that those converters may prove fatal, right?! If you use it wrong, your enhancements will be nullified! What the hell are you brats thinking?!" "Don't be such an old man, dead eyes... it's Ishigami we're talking about. You do know about his enhancement, right?" Ishigami's enhancement is Blueprint... It allows him to create a literal blueprint of whatever he wants in his mind and visualize it on a 3-d scale.

She said something like 'finally we get a new student! " My name's Mira, simply Mira. " She extended her hands. I took it. " Mira. Natalie Maddox." " Mira Song. Don't mind the weird surname. I'm part Korean. You're pretty," she complimented. " Thanks. You're the first person to be nice to me here. Everyone has been staring at me like I am a ghost." " Ah. Don't mind them. We don't get new students often. The school's too expensive for that. Even with all the wealth, I still face prejudice! Why me!" I chuckled. She seemed funny.