Kuroshitsuji Agni Novels & Stories

“I have been trying to kill myself for decades. Go ahead and kill me. The heavens might give you a fucking award!” “As much as the turn of events are worthy of being made into a movie,” Kuro said angrily. “I would like to know where my wife is.” “Ah, right,” I said and held Seraphina’s shoulder. White flames came out of my hands and burned her skin. She jumped to her feet and tried to retaliate with fire. I slapped them out of the way before sending my own back at her. Perhaps in a final attempt to cause a bit of damage, she let out a loud scream, fire shooting from her arms in all directions.

Kuro gasped, coughing violently as blood splattered onto the floor. "You think I’m weak?" Santigo spat, his voice trembling with anger. "Let’s see how weak I am when you’re dead. Maybe then the Hale family will finally recognize my worth." Despite the pain, Kuro chuckled darkly, his voice raspy but mocking. "You think killing me will earn their respect? You’re a bigger fool than I thought. You’ll always be a failure, Santigo. No matter what you do." Santigo’s hand trembled as he raised the blade, pointing it directly at Kuro’s throat. His face contorted with fury, but his movements were hesitant, as though he were fighting an internal battle.

I hate myself and my human weakness that makes me cry out. Then, I hate him more. He tosses me high above him and spits flame beneath me. My dress catches fire, but that doesn't stop him from grabbing it between his teeth again. I silently vow I will succeed in killing him no matter what it takes. If my sword won't do the job, I will find another way.

The cup in his hand fell off, and the alcohol I thought had made him hazy fell off. "What did you say?" He fired back in readiness to fight. I could feel his Alpha's aura filling the air as he stood in his towering height, staring at me with those dark brown eyes, which were darker in rage now.

"Will you stop calling me Luk? How many times do I have to say it's Lukman?" "Until you get tired of it and come back to me," this last one he speaks very softly, in my ear and again I feel his scent invade me. "How many times do I have to tell you that I won't give up on you? I lift my head a little and manage to look directly into his eyes, the incredible green eyes he has. I almost get caught up again there. "Do you want me to shout here to everyone that you are a Lestari?" I dare to threaten him.

I watch painfully as his hands gently let go of my arms before he fell onto the ground with a resounding thud that felt just like my heart breaking into a million pieces on the cold floor. "And that is how--" The next thing I knew, my hand was in the air, and I felt power surge through me like never before. Rage swept through me like spitting fire, every inch of my body steaming off as my anger eventually took control. Something felt different with my body when I lifted my head and darted my eyes to the woman in front of me. Holding a silver dagger in her hand. The same one she had used to originally strike my back with and brutally twist it out of Alexander's instead. Soon, I felt my claws

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

Annaliese can smell them but can't see them. Werewolves who do not belong in the pack. Cresent growls at them trying to scare them. "Don't growl at me bitch". This just angers Cresent more as she snaps her teeth at them. All of a sudden, something is thrown on Cresent. It burns, it smells horridly. Silver. "Don't worry, you won't die. It's mostly water, only a small quantity of silver was in it". Annaliese feels Kieran trying to push through the mind link. Cresent howls in pain then whimpers as they succumb to darkness.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

Kasuga translated. “Oh, umm… I thought it was the Kurokihebi. It’s not very dangerous when it’s not provoked, but it would try to strangle its enemy and bite them if they’re annoyed enough. It cannot shoot its poison like Gabagabahebi or Rappahebi, but its venom is more poisonous than them. But…” Rina hesitated. “Kurokihebi isn’t that big. It’s only as big as umm, me, I mean, its length is as wide as my shoulder.” Rina emphasized the size while patting her own shoulders.