Mikoto Kiba Novels & Stories

“Right here.” This time, we all turned to look behind me to see our beloved sister standing in a beautiful golden dress embroidered with gold and silver lace and encrusted with tiny black diamonds. Her hair was tied to one side with diamond pins. She was Miaka, the Demon King. Standing partially behind her, was the golden-haired mirror image of Kiba, his twin brother, Kain. “Hello, everyone! Wow, three of my brothers together.” Miaka joined our little circle. “This hasn’t happened for a long time!”

Mia pov I saw myself walking it was so dark just like I couldn't see anything, I found myself sitting on a throne, and I noticed so many humans standing in front of me bowing, I felt so speechless that i didn't comprehend of what to say I appear seeing Toshiba in the mist standing and staring at me I look behind me and noticed a man standing, i strive getting close however it was as if no point, I noticed his eyes blue in color and I observed myself falling into it, I stood up taking walks nearer and nearer to him that when I saw his face. I felt like I simply met with the most handsome human on earth. I brought my hands up to contact him. However, he turned into dust. I look round and notic

(Shinobi Art: Mind Reading Technique), Subaru yelled. Mika, who was munching a bag of crisps, looked towards Minato, who instinctively smiled at her. "It's nothing much, just checking if she is alright." "Subaru Big Bro is really kind too. Mika would really love to have a good big brother like Subaru Big Bro." "I would love to have a cute little sister like you too!" Oh man... I seriously feel guilty for lying to her, but this can be excused, right? You know, considering the circumstances right now, it is understood. Right? Right?

"Mike!!"Kazuma repeated, ``What the hell? She was right he did come back and heard their conversation. He looked at the calm Hinata, she now looked disturbed. This mike must be dangerous and he had to find out what they are both up to. He thought. He has tons of more questions but it seems he can't utter any base on how she looks now. Getting feedback would rather be impossible at that moment, he hissed and sneered.

an Asian looking man who’s just as hot as YS but way older says as he comes to shake both mine and Viktor’s hands. “Ya-Long” he says introducing himself “The Yakuza stand at your disposal Dona De Leone” he bows with a top of his head then takes his leave followed by six muscular men I take mental snapshots of to save in my spank bank. “Your drooling doll” Vic whispers in my ear before kissing the top of my head. “Why do you do that” I ask looking up at him. “I’ll tell you later” he shrugs then says “Or eventually, maybe” I elbow him in the side playfully as another man approaches.

“Greet my little wife nicely. Her name is Miya and I hope you don't act up, Kayoko.” Kayoko scowled, Marcus and Victor giggled, while Miya couldn't believe what Damian was saying.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

She didn’t say anything, but the image lingered in her mind. Their walk took them past Higashi-Kitazawa Station, and they stopped by a konbini to pick up warm meat buns before heading back to the apartment. Back home, Mia browsed Sakura’s bookshelf, “Sa-chan… is this an Indonesian dictionary? Are you learning Indonesian now?” Eriko chimed in, “Oh yeah! And didn’t you ask us to come with you to that Indonesia festival a while ago? What’s going on, Sa-chan~?”

************************************************* Warning: Alternative POVs ************************************************* 1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan) ************************************************* Isuzu Kai-Mikumi hated Japan. Well no, she hated her home, not so much the country. The country had never wronged her. As far as she was aware, she’d lived a relatively blessed life, good friends, and a good neighborhood. She was treated relatively well, and on certain days she had the love of a man; biologically her father.