Kizaru Novels & Stories

- I answered him. - So, you have alpha training? Why didn't you say that before? – the headmaster asked me. - I didn't know what training was given here. Anyway, I rarely beat my cousin. He's an alpha, and I'm merely a beta. - Do you mean River Ash's future alpha? - he asked me. - Yes.

The stones on the Pagoda of Nations emitted beams of light like countless sharp swords, making Kanpei Ichiro hesitant to approach. These lights enveloped Kiran York tightly. The red light on Kiran's body, surrounded by white light, resembled a fiery sword or the tail fire of a rocket launching into the sky. The white light accentuated the scene, making it even more imposing.

I mumble under my breath. "What?" Zach sounds taken aback at my outburst, and I can't blame him, to him what I said probably doesn't make a lick of sense. "Who's Kenton, Amaris?" Glendon asks, his voice gentle. "He's…Kenton is the one who helped me through my first shift." 'Mate', my wolf yaps excitedly at the mention of his name. 'Tell them he's our mate.' No!

the leader snarled. “You were given an order, yet I see no dead hybrid,” Zanicus slowly backed away, tugging the woman behind him and out of the wolves’ view. “Zane? What are they saying?” The woman asked, her brows pinched with worry looking between the wolves and her mate. “It’s okay, Cora. I won’t let them hurt you,” Zanicus said, turning his attention back to the crowd. The leader growled ferociously as he takes a step forward and Zanicus was quick to wield his magic. He conjures a big, flaming ball of light and it showed his magic. It was white and blue, meaning the one who wields it is pure by heart and soul.

I want him to look me in the eye and command his white smoke to eat him, and immediately his white smoke attacks him. “Aahhhh!!!” I heard him shouting. He tried to fight back but he can’t fight anymore, because it is his smoke attacking him that makes him weak. Not me. I know it is painful for him to be attacked by his energy, but I have no choice. He is unstoppable, that is why he needed to be stopped, and that is what I am doing. I made him look at me because I want him to see that it is not an illusion like what he did. It is real, his white smoke is attacking him for real, ready to kill him and little by little his light is shutting down and he is getting weak. I am absorbing his energy.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

This can’t be happening! “Don’t get it twisted, Witch!” The name is new, but the trademark snarl that goes with the slogan is a unique identifier, even if I can’t see him. Much like thunder, the roar of Hirosai Kurosai is utterly unmistakable. All the angst I was hoping to work off coalesces once more into that state of wild panic. A bunny caught in the wolf’s jaws. Rather than a mouse subject to the entertainment whims of the ket, there is no real question—it’s for kill rather than sport.

Why am I stuck with these little kids! Welcome to crazy ride of Seirryu. What do you think about Kazuo-kai's story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

instead of biting it swipes Jestino using its claw!! *SHIK!* *bag!* the attack of this zombie is too strong and makes Jestino fly and slam at the wall!! this zombie is not a regular zombie, its attack pattern is different and its attack power was too strong! there is 5 large bloody mark of claw on Jestino's chest area !! "that looks not really good!!!"- Raymart "Raymart( aka Dugong) get Jr! we're going to retreat!!"- Jimboy

Alina cooed in a comforting tone. I grimaced, "How do you know. There's no telling what I sent him into. I didn't think this through properly and he fucking agreed to this dumb idea. What have I done?" I ran ahead through my hair, tousling it further. "I can still feel him, his energy, so that means he's doing just fine. He's a fighter Zion. Unlike your mother, he was built for war. I hate to say it, but he stands a higher chance here so have faith in the odds." Her voice was so emotionless. The stoic expression masking her face seemingly odd. I knew it was because of the dark magic.