Kurama Novels & Stories

"Right. I love how you care for them." "Believe me when I say that they take care of themselves more than I take care of them. You should hear the noise they make when they are not busy. Their discussions are super noisy, it's just my luck that I am not always in the house." He said, "The rest fall asleep before I come back from work. Only Sara keeps awake till she sees me." "She's faithful." "Faithful and intimidating at the same time." He said with a smile. "Have you eaten?"

"I wouldn't mind keeping him around if we can't find out where he belongs. He'd make a great pet for you. He'd teach you some responsibility before you can become a maker which will be good for you." "Yeah," I nodded in agreement. "I'd love to keep him but I think he really wants to return to someone called Inari." He frowned then. "The rice god in Japan?" He asked me, looking skeptical. "You know him?" I asked. "I know the legends. He's a rice god in Japan, usually shown with white foxes called kitsunes," he informed me calmly. "There are other kitsunes, but they're more mischievous than his foxes." "Well I think he belongs there then, in a garden...." I frowned. Looks like I'll lose him qu

That question came from the last member of the family. I look over at Kaze. He was sitting on his feet, wagging his tail, waiting for my response. Kaze is a Dire Wolf, a prehistoric animal that is considered extinct. But while I was traveling through Eastern Asia last week, somewhere in Tibet, in a snow-covered climate. I found Kaze in an icy glacier and rescued him. I felt intense energy coming from him, equal to a mighty beast known as Ancient Beast. I know I shouldn't get close to one who can take me down, but unexpectedly he senses a familiarity with me.

Not one to be bullied into silence though, Megan made to start an argument on where and when exactly the right place and time would be, but no sooner had she poised her lips to form the words that dust was suddenly rose around her and she felt a momentary electrical tingle on her skin as something whizzed past her. "Looks like you guys started the party without me," a voice came from the dust and she looked up to see a girl also around the same age as Jay and Adolf. The girl was mixed race; Japanese-American, if Megan's deduction was correct. She styled her hair in a purple bob and wore a black leather jacket and jeans with black leather boots. Her whole outfit was adorned from top to sole w

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

Crown pointed toward a giant crab-like creature that resembled a monstrous spider. Ceynol carried them closer, and both he and Jade froze as they read the description. Paromola macrocheira—the Japanese spider crab. Neither of them had even known this creature existed, yet Crown had. “How did they know this?” Ceynol asked, glancing at Jade. She shrugged. “I never taught them. Crown learns everything on their own. They self-study.” His eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Really?” Jade nodded. “They prefer learning over playing. I don’t know why, but Crown always chooses knowledge over fun. They want to understand the world more than anything.”

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

The creature from below climbed onto the final step. Its massive body blocked the staircase. Scales covered it from throat to tail, pale as old bone. The hanging lanterns beneath its horns burned with gold fire. It lowered its head toward Shigure. He did not raise his weapon. Still angry? The creature snapped at him. Its jaws closed inches from his face. Shigure smiled faintly. Yes. Kiyomi stared. You know that thing? It has a name. What? Harun. The creature rumbled. The bridge shook.

Kyle growled. I thought my father was scary, but Kyle… He was the new evolution. His claws were sharp but not as sharp as Ryu’s, with dusty black fur that made him look like the old wolf from several tales. His ears were hairy, his eyes brown and somehow cute, but his face was stern and fierce. He growled as his black tail rose up, swinging around as he held his sword. “Show me what you’ve got.”

In the end all we got was the cutest little bunny wolf who couldn’t hurt a fly. We loved Keiral, but she had the biggest mouth in Questorian Valley. Which mostly had us Gorde wolfs fighting her battles. None of us wanted repeats but she kept em coming. For a tiny little Canus lupus she sure knew how to start a fight, just not very good at the following through part. That she left for us.