Kuro Kabuto Novels & Stories

Kenji cursed under his breath, grabbed his car keys, and called Inoue. "Get me connected to Kyoko Fujita, immediately!" * Zabuton: a cushion designed for sitting on tatami

She stilled her feet on the ground, feeling the threat looming from behind the lines of trees. And there it was, leaping towards me in his massive stature. His flickering golden orbs darted through me like an arrow. His fur was a clean white, not a single colour tarnished its mesmerizing purity. His snout was long, ears were high and sharp, and stood tall as my beast. I caught a glimpse of his tail, firmly steady on his back. He was almost bigger, but I cannot say for a certain looking from a distance. He was majestic but there is an air of authority in him. His eyes are impaling that looking away feels like a sin. He has a scar on the left of his eyes, quite big and visible. He was majestic

All three heads turned toward the floor at once. Then it came. A sound older than words. A roar too deep for any machine, too primal for any engine. It vibrated in Ellie’s teeth, sank into her bones. A low, rolling rumble. Scales. Wings. Wrath. Ellie staggered. “What… what is that?” Cerebus’s golden eyes burned. His growl was not for the soldiers anymore. It was for something older. Something waking beneath them. The Chimera. Level 5 — Surface Exit

The room was lit up with yellow lights which looked like lamps. After surveying the whole room, my eyes landed on my uniform laid on the turquoise mattress. I carefully picked the clothes. The clothes consisted of skinny light blue jeans and a turquoise blue shirt with only a word "Alium" written in red, where normally a side pocket is situated. I was amazed, all the other school I had been to had hideous uniforms with skirts for girls and shorts for boys. Then there was an another piece of my uniform. They were a pair of black gloves, I was surprised to see them.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

I pursed my lips into a thin line and looked at Ethan, who also looked at me at the same time. “The woman….. she has nothing inside the robe, and yes… this is snake tongue…. A live snake’s tongue.” I answered and made some adjustments on the screen, enhancing that particular part only. “She…. She has living snakes under the robe?” Mom exclaimed in the same stunned voice. “Or her whole body was made up of living snakes,” I remarked, jerking my head a little. “What are those purple lines?” Dad asked me, pointing at the screen. “This is the second weird thing,” I answered him and took a deep breath.

The next second, he grabbed a chair and brought it down on my head. I never saw it coming. Everything went black. - When I came to, I was tied to a dining chair. All the hot sauce and liquor had been thrown out. Sally must've taken something, because her face didn't look as bad as before. She sat across from me, legs crossed, calm again. "Kyla, you can't beat me. No matter when, no matter what, you'll end up dying by my hand. I used to be kind. I even gave you six months to live, but you just had to push me. Now, I'll send you straight to hell."

What if the girl gets suspicious? But, unexpectedly, Leona just nodded her head with a smile. Allowing William to heave a sigh of relief. Turns out she didn't really think much of Ethan's rambling words. "Let's go!" William said then walked out of the dining room. Without waiting any longer, Ethan immediately followed his cousin. Until Leona was alone in the room. Leona chuckled, "A wolf? That suits him. His personality is quite similar to that of a wolf. His aura is scary, his gaze is sharp, and don't forget, he likes meat," Leona muttered before shoving the food into her mouth casually.

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