Kakashi Hatake Lightning Blade Novels & Stories

I spun just as they lunged. A blade sliced through the air, but I twisted away, dodging the strike by inches. My pulse pounded as I got my first clear look at my attacker. Akira. My stomach twisted. Of course, it was her. “Leaving without telling anyone?” she sneered, twirling the dagger between her fingers. “Tsk, tsk, Kaida. That’s not very loyal of you.” I straightened, my hands flexing at my sides. “Why are you following me?”

Crossing a hand over her heart she started; "Dia dhuit", she greeted politely, "As mentioned, my name is Hikaru Raijin I'm an Ascendant of the Spirit of Lightning. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance", she greeted. "Raijin?" Moira hummed, "Like the God of Lightning in Japanese myth?" she queried politely. Pleasantly surprised Hikaru smiled and nodded, "Similar", she answered, and "He's the Japanese God or thunder, storms and lightning and my father", she stated bowing.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Kakashi pushed his body through the air as he twisted his body like an arrow, now you can make out Ankara gift a bit as Kakashi passed through the middle of the thread like tiny silk that was almost invisible to the eyes. Kakashi on landing immediately performed a quick roll so as to shorten up the gap more. Bang! Bang! Bang! Something like the sound of gunshots sounded as the silk like invisible thread immediately returned to wrap around Ankara but then a blade that seems to be made of wind coalasced out of the tin air as Kakashi sprinted up to cut down on the thread like silk. The wind blade cut through the silk but then a weird smile appeared on Kakashi's face as he saw that Ankara has al

~Celine~ Bursting out of the house into the rain, I realized that the atmosphere had become darker. Another electrifying lightning zipped across the dark clouds, causing a scream to escape my lips. “C’mon!” Alpha Kilhan yelled in excitement as if he was inured to the loud, crashing thunder. The rain beat my skin so hard, I could hardly move. With my eyes squinted, I watched Alpha Kilhan spread out his arms and swirl. “Join me!” He called out again, stretching his hands towards me. With a grin, I nodded, finally letting go. I ran towards him at full speed, and he hastily lowered himself, ready to receive me.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

Laila was forced back three steps, her boots leaving deep ruts in the gravel, her arms vibrating with a dull, sickening numbness that she hadn't felt since the Bank of England. Takashi didn't give her a second to recover. He lunged forward, his long naginata slicing through the air in a horizontal cut aimed directly at her unprotected throat. The steel blade was no longer humming with a blue electrical current; it was coated in a thick, oily black smoke that carried the unmistakable, suffocating clicking sound of the First Soul Eater.

The men spread out and quickly surrounded Kaze and Collier. One of them, in a black uniform and a headband over his forehead, stepped up and said coldly, “Kaze Lee, I am Senji Kadota from the Refined Blade Clan. I heard you have taken Anzu Okita. You have one minute to hand her over and I will take her away, or else I will level Bronze Sparrow to the ground and make this place your grave!” Senji peered down at Kaze condescendingly as if he were looking at a dead man. He did not take Kaze seriously at all.