King Otsutsuki Novels & Stories

I wouldn't have it. "He is a King, Mika! A fucking vampire king! He could have told me! But if he just wanted to feed off of me, then why did he try and win me over with his little bike stunt?" It was my turn to raise my eyebrows at her, almost like a question mark at the end of a sentence. Mika groaned and started rubbing her temples. "Is there something that I'm missing from all of this?" She groaned out. I kept quiet. She didn't have to know about the possibility. No one did.

My heart pounded against my chest as I squeezed my eyes shut ready to hit the ground with a loud thud, when a huge muscular arm wrapped around my waist. Slowly, I opened my eyes. But his eyes didn't soften. "Don't you dare embarrass me before my people," he frowned. My skin suddenly burned and I pushed him away as I quickly regained my footing. What was I thinking? That he did that out of kindness? "Go on!" He sneered and the old man with white hair and long beard nodded as he gulped. "Lunette Oren, do you accept to be submissive to King Kaleth Uriens, never to betray him and to put him first in whatever you do?" The man asked.

he asks her without stopping crying, "I promise I won't do him any harm. I know you don't trust us now, but I can heal him. I will draw all of Seraphim's lightning energy from him. "No need, it's my half, I can do it," Gil replies and deposits Oto on the bed, then joins his forehead to his, "wake up Oto, wake up. Aren, I am your Moon, come on, open your eyes and look at me, I will never leave you."

“By the way, are you aware that the Takahashi brothers are a split reincarnation of Nurarihyon?” I push away from him and look at him incredulously. “What?! How is that possible? They don’t have any scent on them but human!” I ask, bewildered at the thought. Itsamu seems so sweet; how could he possibly be a yokai leader? Itsuki, I am more inclined to believe since he exudes a dangerous aura, yes but not Itsamu! I wonder if my sisters know this; I doubt they would tell me their husband’s secrets, not that it’s any of my business knowing anyway.

But was it the happy ever after for the royal kingdom and people of Hamster? The dead body of Otaku was found by some Aghoris who passed by the way. They were experts in practice of black magic and sorcery. With their evil powers they brought Otaku alive. For the wickedness he nurtured in his body and blood, Otaku became a master in Tantrism. He is now no more a human who has life principled to birth and death but a vampire, a sex hungry beast and a lust filled addict who had mastered on sorcery.

"My grandmother split more than power." Tsukiko went still. I looked at her. "You were there." Hayate turned from the map. Daigo's expression sharpened. Tsukiko folded her hands over her cane. "Yes." Raiken stepped between us. "What did she remove?" Tsukiko's clouded eyes settled on me. "Your royal name." "Why?" "Because Orochi could not command the Tide Crown without it." I looked toward the cracked mirror lying on a nearby chair. "And Kiyomi carries half."

If monsters were to overflow from them… It was at that time that one area spiked up and surged with power. Both the Mythos and the association members turned their attention to it. A giant torii gate rose from the ground. The power and pressure it exuded brought some people to their knees. --- “What a farce,” Q mumbled as he slowly got up. He had woken up just as the notifications started popping up. His limbs have been healed, courtesy of Astraea. Kotetsu, in sword form, was propped up against the bed. He could feel her power slowly building up but it wasn't enough.

Just people living freely, untethered to the whims of kings or generals. “Oh! Look who’s finally among the living!” The loud, cheerful call snapped Arthur out of his daze. Arthur turned his head and blinked in sheer shock. Walking up the wooden steps of the porch was a tall, lean man with broad shoulders, carrying a basket of dried herbs on his arm. A small, chubby toddler was strapped securely to his back. The man’s scent was unmistakably that of a male Omega—soft, vibrant, and completely unburdened. He held his head high, his face glowing with healthy color, smiling broadly at Arthur without a single trace of submissiveness or shame. A huge contrast to how they're treated in Elarion (the w

Lucian sits beside her—human form relaxed, but dragon-sharp eyes watching everything with calm vigilance. A new figure steps out from the side door—older Japanese man, silver hair tied back, wearing a simple yukata over jeans, carrying a tray of chilled sake bottles and small ceramic cups. **Kojin (deep, warm voice):** “Room for one more?” Seras lights up—jumps to her feet. **Seras:** “Godfather!” She pulls him into a hug. Kojin chuckles—pats her back like she’s still ten. **Kojin:**

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.