Kaiba Coat Novels & Stories

The room seemed to come alive, each element meticulously chosen to create an atmosphere of grandeur and majesty. Caleb, dressed in his royal attire, exuded a commanding presence. His regal robes were a tapestry of deep blues and rich purples, adorned with intricate embroidery and shimmering gemstones that caught the light. His broad shoulders and confident posture showcased his strength and authority, while his kind eyes and warm smile revealed his compassionate nature.

"I made this from my own fur! It can protect you!" To others, that small coat emitted ghost cub resentment energy. The silver-white fur was filled with the wails of countless suffering souls, and every stitch contained the despair of a cub's tragic death. But in my eyes, this was just a thoughtful gift from my daughter. 【Ghost cub's life-fur! Wearing it grants immunity to most mental attacks!】 【This is definitely an SS-grade defensive item!】 【Does she even realize how terrifying a thing this is?!】 Touched, I accepted the coat and immediately put it on. "It fits perfectly. Thank you, sweetheart."

She stood at the gate with a smile and greeted him: "Hi." The boy, lips nearly purple from the cold, lifted his head. Kate, as confident as ever, stepped inside and placed the thermos beside him. "Stand up." The boy, almost frozen, slowly got to his feet. Kate wrapped the coat around him. It was so thick, not even a trace of cold could seep through. She looked at her creation and sighed: "Perfect..." The boy looked down at himself. The coat was burgundy, lined with sheepskin on the inside, making it incredibly warm. Almost stammering, he whispered:

Egbert Ray stepped into view, his presence sending a wave of murmurs through the crowd. Egbert was a striking figure, his presence alone commanding attention. His tall, lean frame was clad in an elegant but practical combat uniform—a deep crimson with gold accents, the colours of Xeria. A long, ornate scabbard hung at his side, the hilt of the blade peeking out with intricate engravings. His jet-black hair was slicked back, giving him a refined yet intimidating appearance. His sharp, angular features carried a calm, almost serene expression, but his dark, piercing eyes gleamed with predatory focus.

It broke my heart to disappoint her, and in my mind, I could see her bowing her little head like she did whenever she was in trouble or didn’t get her way. Wait a minute. “Well…actually, I think Casey has a gi, that’s the word for uniform, from last year that you may be able to fit.” “Really?” “Yes, ma’am. It’s in the back of his closet.” “Let’s go, Grant!” Kiyah demanded. “Do you see what you just started?” Kierra asked. “I bet she’ll go to sleep in that gi.” “I don’t see the harm in it. It’s debatably more comfortable than falling asleep in leather pants and a vest,” I said, reminding her of how I found her and Kiyah on the living room couch after their middle-of-the-night run to Denny’s.

She needs to see the witch! Kitty jumped out of bed and grabbed her coat. It wasn't exactly "cold" cold outside yet, but she loves this black trench coat Erebus got her. It's soft and warm with a decent weight and a scarlet hood. It was a bit bigger than her size so she felt like being hugged and tucked in. It makes her feel safe.

“When my guest is someone as esteemed as you, as king, I believe only I am fitting to accompany you. Aside from Lady Cobalt of course.” Shima Melcros, the king of the Cobalt United Kingdom. He was a blue scaled fishman with a slender stature yet defined muscles. He only wore a kilt made from beautiful translucent jellyfish-like material and had a golden ribbon resting on his shoulders. On his neck were five pairs of gills. His hands and feet were webbed like a duck’s and fins on the forearms and on his hind legs. Shima had yellow fish-like eyes and his ears were fins. His hair was blue and reached his shoulders. “What brings you to my palace?” Shima asked.

“Yes.” “You dismantled the Alpha Council.” “Yes.” “You fought a war against creatures from another realm.” He sighed. “Yes, Alara.” I gestured to the rows of neatly arranged clothing. “And yet this defeats you?” His glare held zero heat. “These are ceremonial robes.” “You own them.” “That doesn’t mean I understand them.” I walked toward him, brushing past racks of deep crimson coats and dark formal tunics. Xavier watched me with an expression somewhere between amusement and surrender. Finally, I pulled a fitted black coat from the rack.

The nervousness I once felt escaped, confidence flushing through me. As we got closer, I could clearly see Kael. He was wearing the pack's traditional black and gold robe, where the right side of the garment is folded over the left, creating a sharp V-neckline that revealed a white underlayer at the collar. The hem of the narrow-cuffed sleeves were embroidered with the pack's emblem. The robe was worn on extremely special occasions like during the celebration of the pack's anniversary or during the visitation of the Alpha King. And now he was wearing it to receive me into the pack.

I said in awe as I stared at Repeater. " That's because he has the best sense of hearing and smell. That's how he's able to copy other's voices. " Kaen explained. I look up at Kaen just to notice that he's in his beast form but he was wearing a demon hunter's armour but in his cheetah form. On his right was a white flaming "V" with a golden Cheetah in the middle standing in the position of a 7. The parts that were pink and red on Kagome's armour were gold and white on his.