Kamen Rider Gifts Novels & Stories

Aurelian stood at the edge of the sunlit corridor he had been waiting for Kade to get him juice for his headache but now he was curious, his small hands reaching towards the wolf with an instinctive caution that made my chest tighten. “This is for you,” I said, my voice quieter than I had intended. “A gift.” He tilted his head, amber eyes wide and cautious. “What is it?” “A wolf,” I said. “Carved. Like the ones my father made me when I was your age. He… he taught me patience. Taught me loyalty.” Aurelian’s small fingers brushed the carving. “Is he dead?” The question landed harder than any blow and my throat tightened while my hands curled around the gift.

Seren added, giving a hot and challenging smile. Then, Kieran slowly lifted the velvet cloth covering the silver tray, revealing the “gift” within. It was something that made Lalisa hold her breath for a moment. It was a “collar”… but it was not the intimidating black leather collar she had seen in the BDSM room. It was a masterpiece of art, the most beautiful and precious thing she had ever seen.

Years of missed milestones compressed into a single gesture. "Thank you," I repeated, taking the flowers. Their familiar scent brought an unwelcome wave of nostalgia. Hunter stood slightly behind Mason's wheelchair, fidgeting with a gift bag. Unlike his brothers, he seemed unable to meet my eyes directly. With visibly trembling hands, he reached into the bag and withdrew several sparkling healing gems—premium quality, the kind that were increasingly rare—and a bright red hand-knitted scarf. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, staring at the ground. "We've... owed you for so long."

“Parts of it might be for you. Like the Moon Ceremony. But you will love it trust me.” Her brow lifted. “Moon Ceremony?” “It’s a ritual honoring the Moon Goddess. Each pack offers a gift and renews their vows to keep peace. I’ve gone since I was a boy.” She looked intrigued now. “What kind of gifts?” “It varies. Some bring rare herbs, it could be rare weapons too, others offer a story or performance.” Her lips curled slightly. “Maybe I’ll offer Alicia a punch in the face.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That wouldn’t go over well.”

The room buzzed with excitement, filled with the warmth of affection. As the gift section drew to a close, Camila's curiosity couldn't be contained any longer. She retrieved Charles' gift, her fingers trembling with anticipation and trepidation. Unwrapping it delicately, she unveiled an exquisite necklace, adorned with shimmering gems. A handwritten letter accompanied the jewelry, adding an air of mystery to the unexpected gesture.

His Majesty's question caused all those who were watching to gulp their saliva heavily. "I have a gift card from you, Your Majesty, as a gift you gave when I succeeded in leading an army to exterminate the monster colony in the western region so that until now the region is not disturbed by monsters anymore." Hmm, I remember about that gift card. It was a kind of coupon that could be used at any time by those who contributed to the kingdom, and his work was recognized by His Majesty the King, to ask for whatever they wanted. To my knowledge, His Majesty only gave one gift card to Hayden, and another to a technician who was credited for creating a monster barrier device.

"Am afraid you'll set Lijie ablaze." Cadeau smiled and respond with a thank and then added "you've finally stretched that curly hair for me." "..and I have no words to describe how you look right now." Remice slowly charged in with the bowl of garlands as if Cadeau's beauty would break with the garlands. "You really take after Rani," "I appreciate Remice," she told her. "Ohh and before I forget I polished your violin and gave it to Guerrier he has packed everything."

Thane seemed deep in thought like he was processing all this. “What kind of gifts?” I opened my mouth, again a warning from my subconscious telling me to shut up. I tucked some of my hair behind my ear hearing Lyra’s kids in the distance laughing and screaming. “Well, it usually manifests as something the recipient already had innately in them. Someone who prides themselves in their strength could have it amplified. Someone who is really good at convincing people to do stuff could get compulsion and -“ “What gift did you give to Cameron?” Thane asked.

“It’s an honor.” Kael’s smile was thin. “Let’s hope it stays that way.” Toren chuckled, unfazed. “I bring gifts from my pack, tributes to bless your rule.” Behind him, attendants presented chests filled with moonstone, obsidian, and wolfbane-infused silver. It was both a gift and a warning. Kael didn’t flinch. “We’ll accept your tribute with gratitude.” The exchange lasted seconds, but the air between them was thick with unspoken meaning.

“Here. This is for you.” He did not take it and asked, “Just one?” She had so many gifts, and she was just going to give him one only? Cameron withdrew her hand and said, “If you don’t want it, then I’m keeping it for myself. These are gifts from those kids. Aren’t they cute?” After she finished speaking, she waved a small doll keychain at Waylon. Waylon chuckled and looked at her. “Since you like kids so much, why don’t we get one ourselves?”