Karma Akabane Novels & Stories

Herman’s inner shouted. Koji launches his fiery tails to Awan and Herman shoots a nail to Awan. “Teknik Gabungan: Granat! (Combo Technique: Granade)” Herman and Koji shouted. The flame hits the nail and triggering a great explosion, but Awan just looks ok. “I told you. It’s no use.” Awan underestimated both of them. “Cut the crap!” Kartika exclaimed suddenly appears in front of him with Cakra ready to hit Awan with his shining blue hand.

She glances at Kōjin, who’s currently lounging on a nearby houseboat in a Hawaiian shirt, sipping a margarita the size of a kiddie pool. Kōjin (raising his glass): “Don’t look at me. My kid’s got this.” Akane charges. Seras meets her in mid-air. The clash is blinding (solar fire against oni iron, lake water flash-boiling into steam, shockwave knocking every boat sideways). Ten seconds later Akane is on her knees in the water, kanabo snapped in half, armor cracked, staring up at Seras like she’s seeing the sun for the first time.

Packs once bound by ancient authority now sought something else—structure without fear, law without erasure. Kael stepped onto the balcony, the cold air biting against his skin. Below, Mooncrest’s warriors stood at ease, no longer poised for immediate war but alert, watchful. Beyond them, wolves gathered from distant territories, their presence tentative but hopeful. “This is not victory,” Kael murmured to himself. “It's my responsibility.” When Ariana returned to him, she did not arrive in fire or spectacle. She walked. Unadorned. Unbowed. Her presence alone shifted the air, but she carried it quietly now, power contained not by restraint but by choice. Kael felt her before he saw her, the

Her life already feels like a living hell, and now there's a mysterious figure who has somehow gifted her a phone and is sending cryptic messages signed as "AK." In a hushed voice, Rose mutters to herself, "Who the fuck is AK?" Almost immediately, a text notification pops up on her phone, causing her heart to skip a beat. The message reads, "I could be your worst nightmare." Terror courses through her veins, and Rose's mind races with questions. Is she being stalked? Who is behind these messages? And what is the connection between the cellphone, the unsettling replies, and her own troubled life?

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

I used to doubt the possibility of them being obsessed with Alpha Leonardo, until the first time I set my eyes on him at the marketplace. He had the perfect height, 6ft tall, well-structured face with a chiseled nose. His brown eyes were so beautiful that I almost mistook him for a beautiful lady. His body frame was also perfect; athletic-like. I’d never seen a man so perfectly created by the Goddess. But his personality spoiled it all. He was ruthless and merciless, prideful and arrogant. A disgusting beast, who had zero regard for his subjects. Everyone detested him, and I was the front-runner. My hatred for him grew after the incident at the marketplace when his men knocked down an old la

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

There had to be a mistake. As we reached the side of the room, the man disentangled from both of us. Looking at me I see an awareness of who I was. He was breathtaking. He had dirty blonde hair slicked back, hair you could run your hands through. His eyes were a breathtaking silver color that sparkled under the lights. He was over 6 ft tall compared to my 5’4” stature he was a giant to me. He was all muscle and looked like he was in his mid 20’s. I wonder what he thought of me when he looked at me. Holding my hand out and smiling, I introduce myself, “I am Beta Lily Thompson from the Golden Moon Pack.”. As I said this the woman who was with my mate smirked. Looking at her I gave her

The Moon Goddess wants you to use your power for the greater good and she will be very pleased with you if you help as many people as you can with your power* Mara said. *I'm confused. What am I supposed to do now? You know that we are going to different places to celebrate my birthday* I said. *Whitney, I know that you are very obstinate but I want you to always listen to me when I talk to you. I'm your inner wolf and will always guide and give you good advice. I will never tell you anything that is wrong or might get you into trouble. The truck driver and his wife are humans and I want you to heal the wife* Mara said.