Kamen Rider Gifts Novels & Stories

At lunch break, Takuto casually pulled a small box from his bag and placed it on his desk. Inside, arranged with care, were five exquisite erasers: Pokémon Edition (Pikachu & Charmander) Kamen Rider Embossed Logo Hatsune Miku Concert Commemorative Version And... the legendary Gundam eraser. Miu’s eyes lit up like a magpie spotting treasure. “Whaaat?! Where did you get all these?!” Takuto pushed up his imaginary glasses again, giving her a cold, calculated smile. “You can borrow them. For a price.”

Even now, she stood there, unshaken, as if this entire revelation was nothing more than a small inconvenience. “Throw her in the black cells.” I snapped as I cut off whatever taunt was forming on her lips. My soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged the girl away. Beta Ronan stepped forward immediately with his voice tight with restrained fury. “You can't…“ “She is mine,” I interrupted with my voice sharp, unforgiving, and merciless. “A gift from your pack. Which means I do as I please with it. You have ten minutes to leave my land.” The hostility between us deepened over time, but I didn’t care. My focus was already fracturing. This anomaly, this impossibility, demanded answers.

he chirped excitedly. Her smile faltered, brows pulling together. “What gifts, Lucas?” she asked, her voice quiet. “The ones you sent me! There’s a bunch of shirts, remote-controlled cars, even a helicopter! And so many chocolates, I’m going to share them with the other kids. They’re going to love it!” he gushed, rambling on in excitement. But Amara barely heard the rest. She stood frozen on the balcony, her mind perplexed. She hadn’t sent anything.

I said, stepping back. Hikari stepped forwards and placed the Red Katana in my hand. “It’s yours to break. You are going to take an unknown path all by yourself, right?” Hikari said with a soft smile. “I am not completely alone though, but how did you know?” I blinked, perplexed. “Gifts aren’t given randomly.” He looked at me with his warm gaze. I didn’t even realise when his cold and repulsive aura had turned familiar, comforting and warm. “I wanted to come with you on this journey…”

I’m surprised to see presents from Kane, Rainer, and the staff from Castle Graystone. “King Kane had the gifts sent over this morning,” my mom explains. “You should open them.” Coit has gifted me a personalized wax seal stamp with my initials wrapped in our family logo of a crescent moon. My mom’s gift is a tennis bracelet that belonged to my maternal grandmother. Rainer has gifted me a dagger set in an ornate bejeweled scabbard. The gifts from the pack and the Alphas are a mix of jewelry, clothes, and even money. The gifts from the Castle Graystone servants are more modest with hand knitted scarves and baby clothes.

Silvio said, a wide smile on his face. Kira hopped down from her chair and rushed toward the pink trolley, her eyes lighting up with each gift she unwrapped. Silvio glanced at Kian, who was watching his sister, then at the blue trolley. "Go, son. Check out your gifts" he urged. Kian nodded and walked to the trolley, beginning to unwrap his presents. Another set of staff members entered, carrying even more gifts. They placed them in front of the kids. Aminiature cyber truck for Kian and a mini pink G-Wagon for Kira, along with bicycles for each of them.

When I finally pulled back, my eyes swollen and my cheeks flushed, Raiden brushed his thumb under my eye, wiping away a tear with such care it made my chest ache. “You good?” he asked softly. I nodded. “Yeah,” I breathed. “I just—wow.” He smiled like that was all he’d hoped for. Then I noticed the gifts. My breath hitched again—but this time in awe. They weren’t piled randomly or carelessly. Each one was laid out with intention. Wrapped in fabrics from different territories. Carved boxes. Leather-bound bundles. Blades etched with symbols. Jewelry that hummed faintly with magic. A cloak woven in moon-thread. A dagger balanced perfectly for my grip. Books—old ones. Training gear modified to su

"Viola, I wanted to talk to you about something." His voice was softer this time, almost guilty. "Your sister just started her treatment, and the Miracle Elixir is affecting her emotions. Makes her feel down. To keep her spirits up and to help with her recovery, your parents suggested that she and I go through the Marking Ceremony. "They hope it'll make her feel better."

I can afford to support you. With that, he walked to his desk, took out a box from the drawer, and handed it to Kristen. "You bought me a gift again?" Kristen took it and said with a smile, "Did you buy me a gift again? It"s a CAER"s product?" Gavin"s brand. "Well, didn"t you say you liked this brand very much before?" Kristen opened it and saw a crystal necklace. The black gemstone sparkled under the light, looking pure and mysterious.

Lanterns and gifts lay on the door of every home of the moon crescent pack. It was a gift left out for Gamma. Mathew was in charge of gift collecting. Gift collecting was an old tradition, old as the beginning of time. With every victory, the pack members put out lanterns and wrapped presents which the warriors would pass by and collect. The present ranged from dried fruits to war supplies such as bandages and some medication. It was more of a way to support and thank the Gammas for their sacrifice and protection. With the celebration in full swing, everyone had long forgotten about the canceled wedding but one.