Mamoru X Usagi Novels & Stories

This could be the possible alternate universe of Laurence Wayte. Mauri: One of Rei- Suoh's fledglings. She has the ability to teleport herself and others. Sometimes distance of teleporting will strain her and make her weak since she's not a pureblood vampire. Mauri is very loyal to Rei and will do anything he asks her to do, especially if it evolves getting out of bed durring the day in her pajamas and teleporting across the world for unknown reasons. Mauri lives in a small apartment complex near Rei's modernized manor. The complex includes other fledglings made by Rei as well as some beloved servants.

asks Venus. I shouted, creating sound waves that made Venus shakes. "TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENING!" "The fox marble, it is being summoned by her, Kagome..."

Chapter26 Lili opened the bathroom, after being tired of serving the old man. He sighed heavily, and splashed water on his head. "How long have I been like this? Being that old man's puppet, what an unhappy life," said Lili, while closing her eyes, enjoying the cold water that splashed on her body. "You must destroy Alberto Mose's power in Yuzong city. Or, I will destroy your power in this Monarch city." The old man's threat again made his body tremble violently. The anger that welled up in his chest, he couldn't hold it in.

Masaru’s distinctive voice roared, coming from the sky. We tilted our heads up and were stunned to see a pair of demonic figures in the sky, standing atop a small cloud. “We finally caught you, rat.” The gray-skinned one was Masaru, recognizing that gravel-gargling voice. He had a fierce face, sharp fangs, electrifying hair, and two horns. He wore a tattered dark-green skirt tied with a long red sash with a pair of massive Japanese drums hung on his waist and held a small mace in each hand.

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

Their shocked expressions tell me that they clearly didn’t expect this from me, so they happily dive into their language. “Thank you for looking after our Umi,” Homura says and places a hand on Umiko’s shoulder. “We were terrified when Mother told us who Father sold her to. But it seems that it was a good choice, a better one.” I smile at her honesty. “She is my queen, and I will worship at her feet even after death,” I say, shooting Umiko a look that causes her to blush deeply, to the amusement of her older sisters. “We should get on our way,” Hanabi says with a chuckle and leads us over to the waiting cars.

"What do you want to ask? I will answer it.” “Are you my stepsister?” Jade asked while managing her irregular breathing. Amora nodded without hesitation. “Yes. We have the same father but different mothers.” “Then do we have to balance the forces of the cosmos?” Again, Amora nodded. "Correct. That's our fate, Jade. Without us, then all the world will be destroyed.” Suddenly the mountain that was in the distance exploded. It sounded from the position where they were.

A crooked grin spread across his face, and Slate said, “Command the magic, Nya. Feel it.” Nya closed her eyes, wondering why she hadn’t seen this scene ever before, and put her hand over the wound. “Heart of Magic,” she whispered, “I command you to heal this wound. Heal this man, and make him whole again.” Immediately, she felt the power pulsing through her, stronger now than it ever had before. It flowed from her fingers into Slate’s chest, and he closed his eyes as a warmth embraced both of them, a circling breeze like the hottest of summer days engulfing them and sweeping them up into the air. Nya opened her eyes for a second to see a warm, red light spinning around them before they were

Lucian Dragomir just looked at me and the Blazing Wukong in my soul did a full kowtow. I am seventeen, 100 % Japanese 100 % walking solar flare, and I have never once been rendered mute. Until now. He’s sitting there, eating fries like a normal senior, except every time he blinks the overhead lights flicker and the air smells like Carpathian pine and lightning. I march over before my friends can stage an intervention. Seras (voice only shaking a little): “Lucian Dragomir, right? Seras Himuari Nakamura. You just put Remy on his ass like it was choreography, and I think my heart just filed for citizenship in your general vicinity.”

Omar missed being able to touch his mother’s face. “I missed you too. Are you surprised to see me?” Amy giggled when Omar nodded his head, giving her an enormous smile through his tiny lips. She combed her fingers through her child’s curly brown afro. She buried her lips in her baby’s hair, and she could still smell the watermelon scent from his shampoo.