Miroku X Inuyasha Novels & Stories

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.

So why is Mirovir slow? The ancient werewolf suddenly growled loudly and rushed forward. Yarsi wanted to dodge, but changed his mind, deciding not to drag out the fight. He met Mirovir by staying where he was. In the air flashed five talons crowned with long claws, aiming at his throat. The guy intercepted the opponent's wrist, squeezed it with force. From the blow of the second hand, aimed at the stomach, I had to bounce. The huge monster instantly attacked again, trying to lean with all the weight of its body. Yarsi ducked under his sweeping blow, habitually clenched his hand into a fist and felt that something was preventing him. Look at what exactly was once. He let Mirovir past him and

She was the epitome of grace under pressure. Sasha was less composed than Aki, but he could take care of business just as decisively. He generated ice nunchakus and activated his Yami o Miru Me Jutsu (Night Vision) to see in the fog. He dropped two pirates easily enough. One was a weird fire Slayer with a Mandarin hat, a catfish mustache and terribly rotten teeth; the last didn’t stop him from grinning and laughing maniacally. Sasha suspected he felt an adrenalin rush each time he threw dangerous explosives, which seemed to be his specialization. Those were small spheres made of rough glass and stuck with short fuses. He must’ve planned to lob his bombs at random and watch everything go up i

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

It has turned stiff and aggressive. “I don’t need your permission,” a male voice joins in; a voice that is imprinted in my head, my body, my entire existence. My grip on the gun tightens. “Aurora, I know you’re there,” Mir declares confidently. I force the saliva down my throat. “Quit the games. It’s not funny anymore.” Xavier turns around to make sure I’m OK. I nod.