Novelas y relatos de Konoha

I still had no idea what that whole fight was about and every time I brought it up both Zion and Kendra would either shut down the topic or ignore my question by starting a whole new conversation. Shaking away my thoughts, I made my way over to Zion who stared at the phone screen in concentration. The soft yellow light that surrounded him let me know that he was feeling calm. The hues changed as his emotions did. It fascinated me and I wanted to study the effect further but how could I? He already called me a crazy woman once, what would he call me next? I managed to make my way to Zion's side unnoticed. Peaking over his shoulder to see what held every drop of his concentration, I was surpri

ODETTE I snuggled deeper into the couch with my head on Quinn's lap and my legs propped onto a pillow. Her nimble fingers weaved through my hair before massaging into my temples. I watched from where I lay as Miranda did Priyanka's nails and Tory stuffed her face with popcorn which Quinn had made earlier—her eyes were glued to the tv screen as she watched some kind of thriller movie.

She wore a white and gold trench coat with a gray cotton shirt and white pants and open toed sandals. A smell similar to a combination of cedar and lavender wafted in Kronos’s nose. This woman must be of the Ryoharu Kitsune Tribe. The Kitsune were known assassins, sneaky, intelligent, and masters at deception. Kronos looked at the other female who looked to be a few winters older than Kronos. She had a narrow face with a cleft chin. She had long silver hair that was braided. She was tall, standing at least six foot nine, and burly for a woman. She wore a scowl that Kronos suspected was usual for her.

His eyes darted to me before looking at the screen again. “The problem is that in order to work on the de-binding agent, we need a sample of the host. We have never captured a Nokaura alive. We only need a small piece to analyze the physiological makeup of it, but we do need a sample.” Nobody has ever captured a live Nokaura. They were not exactly the domestic type. They were the destroy the village and bathe in blood type. A demonic Chihuahua. “Do you have a container that can hold it properly?” I asked, looking straight at him. He nodded slowly. “Good. I’ll get the sample.”

Dinh. In an instant, Hana found herself teleported to a completely unfamiliar locale. Surrounded by a vast prairie full of grass and flowers, Hana watched for a moment; knowing that no one was around, she pulled out from her pocket the map of the EVEN domain that Aoip and Foip had given her. Based on the map, Hana could see that the locality she was standing in was called Garden Green. Hana picked a tall ledge and sat down; her eyes fixed on the map in her hand. The EVEN domain is the size of the entire Quansi continent. Each region in the EVEN domain is divided into different colors. Where Hana arrives is marked on the map in blue. Luckily, there are soul-borrowing stones here.

Chapter Thirteen Koin Koin didn't slow down until the apartment was in view. 1,500 and some odd miles covered in a little more than 6 hours. Koin crept through the yard smelling deeply, but he knew already. she was here. inside. He could see the lights off the lamp he had left for her displaying stars and colors across her walls and ceiling, splashing out onto the porch a bit as if she meant to share it with the world. Connor sat to watch as Koin shifted into human form, going to the small patch of grass Infront of the porch to get the shorts he had hidden under them *Don’t. Don’t let Azier...* Connor nodded shifting back to go around the building a little *I got you dude, he's just excited.

Katie gasped, pointing through the trees. It took Chloe a moment to figure out what she was seeing but eventually spotted the small clearing with an A-frame shaped structure sitting to one side. Even from here it was possible to see that there was no one inside but it wasn't until they passed through the tree line and were standing in the clearing that Chloe could see no one had been living here for a while. It was an impressive sized cabin but even with sixteen females it would be crowded. The whole thing was made of wood with three small steps leading up onto a patch that was protected by the room and was the length of the front of the building.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

Connor followed him. The three of them traveled back to Lam-Yao. Their horses were galloping on the rooty forest. Akira's heart was pounding as the horse jump over on big roots. The wind flutters her hair in its direction, striking into Connor's chest who is steadily running the horse. The three of them are all silent. They are observing the surroundings and readying for possible danger. They were near the village when Conrad suddenly reined his horse making it stand up on its hind legs with the forelegs off the ground. Connor's horse did the same, but the horses soon got steady. Akira's heart rate got faster with excitement. She never thought that riding a horse would be a nice experience.

The ruins of the Connors Estate, once a symbol of an untouchable empire, now looked like what they truly were: a graveyard of broken ambitions and forgotten ghosts. In the secure courtyard of the Krauser Kartel Headquarters, a high-security transport vehicle was idling. This wasn't a standard city transport; it was a "Next Gen" containment unit, reinforced with the same "Shadow Code" that had blinded the Weaver. Inside, Kitana Lee sat in a state of catatonic silence, her eyes fixed on the floor.