Midori-ko Novels & Stories

The finest sword of Mordu’s Shindan Way. Taro Akano!

Well it is story time again. Midori and Ki are the yellow and green orbs guarded by Tosh and Hatte They were said to be a healer and one that controls the plants and maintain the forest as well as the sacred tree in their kingdom. They were once called the fairies of peace but after humans burned their forest, the sacred tree chose two of them to guard and protect. "So, we are going to get killed before we enter?" "Nope. We will fight with them in an agreement. They will bring us to a place like this but of course different from a cave. Maybe a garden as a battlefield or something. It is called a Sekai which means world."

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

The change in power sent the hairs on her arms to attention and her hair to flutter in a false wind as her hand sliced through the air towards the ground. A silver line appeared at her strike and cracked the very fabric of the world in two as the air broke apart in front of her. The clearing before the Moon Valley appeared before her and she walked through without hesitation as the pack followed after her. She stopped on the other side and rushed the others through, directing them towards the Moon Valley with urgency. They ran through without a moment’s thought as she swiped through the air again to close the break she had formed. She broke into a run with Adam at her side and felt the barri

**Another third person’s POV** In another far distant place in the world, there stood a woman, jet black hair in a tight proper bun, basking in the heavy rain with her black umbrella taking in the heaviness of the pouring water – the hem of her brown coat and her slick black boots were wet. Her hands were in the pockets of her coat. She stood eerily, watching someone from across to where she was. Red lips as red as blood smiling, the collar of her coat hiding the mischievousness of it. Black as the void sunglasses sat atop her nose. Covering her eyes to anyone who pried to look – masking her sight on the prey to avoid suspicion. It was like she was one with the shadows, the darkness that sur

He had rumors going on about him that the only times Waramaki ever won against him were when he wasn't serious but one true fact was that Waramaki was the only one to ever win against him in the tournament. The second person... was Natsumi Fubuki. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: There not many people that can break through Kojiro's barrier. It can withstand high levels of pressure without even cracking.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I doubt she’ll find fault with his mate, though. “Luna. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Isadora bowed her head. My cousins followed suit. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m…” She raised her head, offering her hand. “I know who you are. Isadora Petridis, Beta Female and someone Alpha calls sister. And your daughters, Zoe and Regina.” Crista nodded, shaking her hand. Perfect, she remembered who they were. I’m assuming Papa or Chesed gave her the rundown on the family tree.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will. To Elysia's right was Raiden Stormcaller, a master of lightning and thunder, whose electric presence crackled with power. The lightning tattoos on his arms seemed to pulse, hinting at the destructive energy he could unleash. Standing next to Raiden was Mira Watersong, known for her water-based abilities and the tranquil aura she carried—deceptively so, for she could flood a battlefield in moments.