Kikuri-hime Novels & Stories

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.

Alif is relieved that finally someone is seen around him and can help him. "Sorry, Mpok. Not that I'm presumptuous. I was trying to go to the toilet, but I got lost." Alif walked closer to the door of the room. The woman stopped combing her hair. He then turned to Alif. Right. She is Kumara, Doni's wife. A few seconds later, a strange thing happened. Kumara raised her hand that was holding the comb and chewed the comb. The comb fell out and was chewed by Kumara's teeth which became pointed with a "kraaaak ... kraaaak ..." sound like crackers being eaten.

"There's no energy signature, no physical presence, nothing to lock onto. It's a ghost in the machine of the mind." The terrifying, unspoken implication hung in the air: Katherine, with her encyclopedic knowledge of Jack's weaknesses and the tower's defenses, was next. Just then, a quiet, unassuming presence entered the room. It was the old woman, one of the supernatural refugees Jack had granted sanctuary in the tower's protected levels. She was a "Kumiho," a nine-tailed fox from the East, her powers supposedly long since faded with extreme age. Or so they had thought. She wore simple, traditional silk robes and moved with a quiet, unobtrusive grace.

Kōjin (laughing so hard the volcano rumbles): “Welcome to the family, Himuari-Nakamura. Weird is the baseline.” He snaps his fingers and a table appears (low kotatsu, steaming bowls of kitsune udon the size of bathtubs, sake that tastes like sunrise). We eat under a sky that’s half open volcano, half Kyoto twilight. I steal his chopsticks just to watch him pout. Seras: “So… do I call you Dad? Kōjin-sama? Old man who smells like charcoal?” Kōjin (soft, ancient eyes warm): “You call me whatever feels like home.

“And that makes me a kitsune, my love?“, he asked. “Kitsune’s I have been told like to play games, you do that, and you do it well. They are mischievous as you are and intelligent as well. They take the human form to do their will. You bend people to yours. While I know better to think you are really a fox in human shape, I can understand why people think that about you. You are very much like one.“, she said. “Then, my love, you hold my power in your hand. Kitsune’s of lore will not be parted from their Hoshi no toma. They tend to grow restless without them in their possession. If you remember correctly I freely gave you one on the night you arrived. If I am a kitsune, my love, then you hol

The van stopped at a small hotel. The driver turned around, and Kai saw her clearly for the first time. Young, pretty, with golden eyes like a fox. "You're not human," Derek said, reaching for his knife. "How rude." She smiled. When she did, Kai saw her shadow on the wall. It had nine tails. "I'm Yuki. I'm a kitsune. A fox spirit. And I'm your help in Tokyo." "Jess didn't say her friend was a fox," Jeremy said.

The stranger smiled at Ro who arched her eyebrow. "Who are you?" she asked. "My name is Mizuki Kai." "You don't smell like a werewolf," Ro countered, eyeing the fair skinned lady. "That's because I'm not a werewolf, I'm a Kitsune," the kitsune had a small smile on lips as she watched the young shewolf assess her. "Hmmm. Seeing as you're here, are you a river kitsune?" Ro hummed.

Why did this little girl seem scarier than meeting his mom? "Holy shit, Catpig. Who is this fine specimen of a human being!?" Another young girl asked as she came down the stairs. This girl looked exactly like the first except, she behaved like she was high on sugar. He sighed. "Darcy, this is Higan." I laughed, unable to hold it in. "Catpig?" He glared at me. "That's top secret information so, keep it to yourself, buddy." Darcy grabbed my arm and asked, "How did you become friends with Jamie? Did he beg you?"