Novel & Cerita Magi Yamuraiha

"I thought you wouldn't come. You were just staring at me for so long up there." I swallowed, feeling awkward. I have never talked to someone in my age. Especially to a girl like her. She has pixie hair that matches her heart-shaped face and a cute red ribbon band around her head. She looked so pretty, with the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I could feel my heart beating faster by the second. "Who... Who are you?" I asked, eyeing her curiously. She took a step closer. "My name's Ruthielle." I honestly thought that was the most beautiful name I had ever heard.

"Shit! I hurt you!" ********

As I turn to pick my jacket and make my way out of the room, Hayat grabs my arm stopping me from my advances. I turn and look at her. “Stay.” （＾・ω・＾✿）

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

The dagger in her hand expanded into a long sword that radiated with flames and she fiercely slashed toward the incoming spear. There was a loud explosion as both the spear and the blade shattered, turning into spiritual energy, and dispersing into the air. She had blocked the attack, but the chaotic impact of the attack tore her clothes, revealing a lot of skin. She looked like a mess. She then realized that she had not been facing one person. That was because she had faced two different forms of energy. Yumi was furious. She was a ninja art genius from Cherrytopia, a martial prodigy of the Senka family. She was a Sanctuary level expert at that.

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

She scurried back to the kitchen to finish her order as soon as her old hands could allow her. Meanwhile, Y felt extremely annoyed and felt his good mood slightly slipping when he got interrupted once again on the way, this time by the head of the Magic department, Mage Ved'ma. "Shin'ainaru majo! (meaning 'dear witch' in Japanese, Y's paternal tongue). If you don't mind, it really isn't the best of moments." Y had to show respect to the witch because even he knew the strength and importance of the Mage and how he had brought the Mage on his side, since witches rarely leave their magic covens and go do magic for shape-shifters, especially during times of war.

2Pac kissed Amy all over her neck and down her chest. He had his hands massaging her hips and her slender waist. Amy didn’t know that the reason the cyborg showed an attraction toward her is that she looked identical to his master, Irena. Irena programmed 2Pac to show affection toward his creator. In 2Pac’s mind, since Amy looked like Irena, his cyber neuro inputs told him he was making love to his master.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground