Karma Akabane Fanart Novels & Stories

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

She clicked on the profile a power bike was displayed as the profile picture. "Why did you click on that?" Kiara asked surprised, "There's no profile picture." "Instincts," Shelly replied with a shrug. The profile opened displaying Adam in various pictures on his power bike, his doctor uniform though those ones were few. "Adam is a badass guy with a power bank? Color me shocked!" Kiara exclaimed not hiding the surprise evident on her face. "I'm not in the least surprised," Shelly said with a smile, "I kinda knew he had it in him."

“I TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES! IF IT COMES TO FEMALE CHARACTERS, GIVE HER SOME TEMPTING PHYSICAL APPEARANCE JUST LIKE WHAT WE SEE ON BLUE FILM!” “DONT LUMP MY MASTERPIECE WITH A STUPID HAREM KING NOVEL LIKE ISEKAI SMARTPHONE TO TOMO NI!” “NO WAY! I WANT ONE LIKE HIGHSCHOOL DXD OR RANCE!” “CAN YOU STOP MENTIONING ANIME TITLES? DMCA COULD SUE ME AGAIN FOR SURE!” “YOU STARTED IT, ASSHOLE!” “What did you say?!” Kartika said. Her blue Iru comes out from her body and cloaks her in. She summons Cakra who has turned into a blue hooded Grim Reaper.

- Sera had the courage to ask. Karim sighed. "I should..." - He said. "But I can’t..." - he thought. Sera looked away from the walls again. She should be afraid of him. Especially, being alone. But something inside her said that she could trust Karim and that they should be close. The young woman again observed the painting and noticed 4 people below each clan symbol. The Abiyoe was a short-haired, afro-haired young man in a yellow tunic. The Ramesses, a woman with curly hair and gray tunic. Already, of the Aurelius, a man with short straight hair and white tunic. And finally, the family of Sera, a woman with long and smooth hair and red tunic.

“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

“If you weren’t such a serious dick all the time, maybe we could’ve been friends too. Like I am with Alex.” Kieran’s jaw tightened. He didn’t answer. He just turned and walked away. Alex lingered at the bottom of the staircase after Kieran walked away, rubbing his jaw like he was thinking too hard. “I still want a painting of you,” he said, eyes bright. I sighed not having the strength to argue. “Why would you want to paint me?” “Because,” he said, stepping closer but keeping space, “you have the exact heart-shaped face I’ve been searching for. The goddess Flerani. And I thought maybe I could embody her in you.”

V4 POV "..... Right. ....." I mumbled to Akari. V7's eyes turned dark red as he held his hands in prayer to his lips. He whispered something to his hand before lifting his forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The triangle lit up in a purple flame and something was coming through it. Two rose petals as red as blood slowly drifts towards us, they suddenly lit up into a purple flame and flew towards me and Akari. Akari gave out a shocked sound as she moved backward in fear. The flaming petal stuck to my chest but I didn't feel its flame. At that moment, I saw V7 and Hikaru in a weird way, as if they were wearing red paint all over them, but I saw Sango as if she was wearing gree

Sigh. Why do things have to be so complicated? “I’m not Aurora,” I say in a low tone. “I’m Phoebe. I used to be the Omega of the Eclipse pack, and Adrian was my first love. I’ve always wanted to kiss him, so all he needed to do was speak to my inner desires and have me act upon them. It’s one of his special powers.” Liam gives me a thoughtful look. “The more and more I think about it, the more it makes sense. You came back different from your coma, and...shit...I don’t know.”

Sakura couldn’t help but ask, arranging the seafood properly on the platter so they wouldn’t fall when she carried them out. Ms. Ruka giggled and then said, “If we have time, I will certainly suggest to Tachibana-sensei to do an extra photo shoot. There are some scenes I think Tachibana-sensei would definitely approve, though they wouldn’t be suitable for the magazine.” Akira raised a brow and said, “I can already guess what they are.” Jane, curious, asked Akira, “What are they?” Akira, being rather blunt, said, “Guys doing hot and naughty things together. In Japan, it’s call Yaoi. It’s Ms. Ruka’s favorite form of literature.” She even winked.