Kazuha X Scaramouche Novels & Stories

I felt the bond between us shift, deepen, become something entirely new, something unbreakable. Then A sharp gasp filled the room. My head snapped up. Kaidaira’s body arched off the table, her mouth opening in a silent scream as the magic surged through her. The blue flames flickered violently, then dimmed. Then She started breathing.

I slowly opened the door and peeked out only to find a tall girl standing while looking at me. "Yes?" I asked her with a frown and she waved at me. "I'm Taurus." She said and I frowned even more. What kind of a name is that? "How can I help you?" I asked. She somehow looks familiar. I don't really remember where I saw her. "Um, are you Aurora?" She asked and I nodded. "Oh, Aurora I'm from the scars." She said and my eyes widened. From the scars? What is she doing here and where is her mask?

He started patting my back gently and I soon relaxed into his hold. I breathed in his scent and it sort of calmed my raging and turbulent soul. All the confusion I felt earlier began to dissipate and I leaned into his hold. "Nathan?" I called against his chest. "Yes, my Luna," he answered. "I thought getting healed from the scars on my body was going to put an end to my problems," I began. Nathan moved his hands into my hair and began to play with it by running his fingers through it. "I had no idea that the scars only changed their original position. . ." I trailed. "From my skin to my soul," I muttered. "And every day, it gets worse. . ." I went on.

Aqua, Kazuma, and Megumin who saw that got goosebumps all over. What's on Kazuma mind are 'Hiiiiiii! Th-This dude is the real deal! He might just truly kill me if I piss him off!' His legs are shaking like crazy and he's sweating all over. Aqua - 'S-scarryyyyy! But his eyes... Is he also a Crimson Demon clan member? No... His eyes are nothing like Crimson eyes, it gives even more dangerous vibe than them. And I could swear even the Demon Lord doesn't have this kind of vibe'

Devon shut his eyes, taking down the barrier around the Wenos palace. But something shot between her trident and Devon at an invisible speed clanged and veered her attack. Blinding crepuscular light tore through the stormy clouds that loomed above the battlefield. Saint Kazeal de Luca descended from the sky amidst his billowing white robes. His staff boomeranged back into his hand as he landed between Diana and Devon. Diana smirked slightly, “took you longer than I anticipated, Saint.” Kaz didn’t reply. He just peered at her blankly.

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

One dark mocking eyebrow that matched his inky dark hair raised up, "Is that so?" "Yes!" I snapped, "And I won't let you ruin our relationship. I want you to get out. I don't want him coming here and thinking I have something to do with you. Get out. Now!" Roman calmly adjusted his cufflinks, "It seems you've managed to capture the heart of the only prince charming left in the real world. I hope he's everything you say he is, Miss Aurora" Miss? Was he crazy? I waited for him to walk out before turning to the vase of flowers he had left behind and hurling it away from me with a ferocious roar.

I'm a healer. And I've been given a second chance. I'd barely opened my eyes on the border battlefield when the emergency transmission crackled through from the Healers' Guild. "Ivy Mitchell—get to the infirmary, now. The Alpha's been hit bad. You're the only one who can save him." The words hit me like a punch to the chest. Because I'd read this exact message before. In my last life. Last time, I'd dropped everything and rushed back the second I got the call. But by the time I reached the infirmary, the Alpha was already dead. And then—every healer in that room, including my own parents and my sister—pointed at me and screamed that I'd murdered him. The Tribunal sentenced me to death. The p

This was the transaction she had truly signed for: the purchase of their humanity. ​As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in bruises of purple and gold, they retreated to the cottage. There was no formal dining room. They sat on the floor around a low table, eating simple pasta with tomatoes and basil that Amara had tossed together in the tiny, cramped kitchen. ​The conversation wasn't about shipping lanes or political shifts. It was about the "giant" crab Lorenzo thought he saw in a cave, and the way Bianca had discovered that lemons were very, very sour.

I walk past the two eager to make it into the packhouse before I get caught in the crossfire. “You know you like me, Laura. You can stop pretending now.” Luca said smugly. At those words, one of Laura’s friends, Kendra, came up behind Luca, plunging a rubber duck float over his head. Luca’s arms are now secured at his sides, and before he can turn to run Kendra gives Luca a big push. “Oh Shit!”