Lau Kuroshitsuji Novels & Stories

Piero assassin of SORJON” Power_ILLUSION” Satano was given a command to kill the daughter of a sinner. Since then, I have been closely observing Lyca, utilizing my power of illusion to disguise myself as a student in order to follow her at school. My intention is to find the perfect opportunity to end her life. Recently, I witnessed her collapse after being possessed by NEXKOX, with their souls separating and leaving the sinner's body lifeless. The grandson of ZORNZON and a young vampire came to her aid, gently laying her on the ground. Seizing the moment, I immediately created an illusion of the sinner's grandfather, Xandros, and an elder LYRCAN. This allowed me to approach her and carry ou

I can tell he is fighting his Lycan, Curtis, as his eyes keep flashing, but he is keeping his head down so that the hunter talking to him doesn’t see them. I give one sharp whistle and his eyes snap up to mine; I nod, letting him know that I have her and a big smirk spreads across his face as he then lifts it to look at the hunter next to him fully in the eyes, only this time his eyes are bright gold. Just as the hunter realises what he is and steps back but Charles mixed with Curtis is quicker. He grabs him by the head and twists, snapping his neck and letting him fall to the ground.

Ancient swirling tattoos crawled up his neck and disappeared under his jaw, and a jagged scar ran vertically down one eye, marking him like a predator that had survived a landslide. "You'll only hurt yourself if you struggle further," he said calmly, taking a step closer. "What the fuck are you? Where am I?" I barked, my police training kicking in even as my survival instinct screamed. "Ha! She's a feisty one!" He let out a dark, melodic laugh and pulled a heavy wooden chair towards the bed. He sat, crossing one long leg over the other with the grace of a king. "Forgive me for the dramatic kidnapping, Aina, and pardon my assistant, Karl. But it was necessary."

Ren Takahashi slaps him on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with a dark, predatory light. He has to be a Lord. He wouldn't be standing in this sanctum if he weren't. He doesn't carry himself like a subordinate, and the way he addressed the boss as 'Takumi' confirms they’re equals in the hierarchy. He isn't wearing the standard security gear of the Kuro Lounge either. I scan his white hoodie and dark denim. He doesn’t mirror Takumi’s tailored suit aesthetic, but that’s irrelevant. For all I know, a Lord could be a high-ranking politician or a mechanic in a grease-stained shop. They are strategically embedded where they can best manipulate the world.

“That's just how it is, alpha Daniel. It's an ancient curse that dates back to the times of your forefathers. Hundreds of years ago” Lila who had appeared to be peacefully asleep suddenly steered in her sleep letting out a cry of help, her body trembling slightly. My gaze fell on her wrist. The red glow on the mark pulsed, spreading fairly up her arm like thin fire veins. My chest tightened unexpectedly. Since I became conscious of my surroundings as a child to this very moment I had never seen a supernatural phenomenon like that. Strange hard to combat and highly self-destructive. “What must be done? There has to be a way to stop this or prevent the curse from coming to fulfillment. You are

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

“Who is this person and what should I do there?” Lesley bit her lower lip slightly in hesitation, but then she told him. “The name is Kuroda Arimura. He is one of our adventurers. He is… Sick, and he refused to come to work. Everyone has been trying to persuade him to come to work, but he just needed more time to recover.”

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5) The characters : Lucas Salvatore: the alpha of the shadows pack. "Love was always known to be a cure rather than a curse. This is not the case in my story. My name is Lucas. I'm actually my pack's alpha. I've been alpha for more than I can remember, maybe 400years or maybe more and my mate "My Luna" is my curse... Her name is Stephanie, she's beyond beautiful. I never really got to know her... Why??? Well, because I got to see her death over and over again. Every time we got to see each other, she ended up dead in front of my sight" ...

Someone walked out steadily from the shadows of the hall. He wasn’t too tall, and was only about five foot two. He was slightly bald, and his face looked like it belonged to a monkey. A long and short Island Nation sword was hanging on the sides of his waist. Every step he took emanated a terrifying aura. “An Island Nation Swordsman?!” Justin frowned. “That’s right. Kuroda Taro is an expert of the Shindan Way. His swordsmanship is almost unparalleled within Mordu.”