Mushishi Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

He thought for a second, smiled at his hunch and renamed her contact. Kitsune is who she is! A dodgy red demon with a fan of tails. A werewolf who creates illusions indistinguishable from reality. From that moment on, he called it that only - Kitsune, Kit. Both the kitten and the Japanese fox shifter were all about that name.

Chapter 5- Settled If we fail to adapt, we fail to move forward - John Wooden ~***~ “Mr. Winchester, can you help me?” Amber asked. She stepped off the stairs and walked over to where Elijah and William were standing up. “What do you need help with Bambi?” William asked. “My iPod, It’s not charging,” she pouted and handed the iPod to him. After testing almost every socket in the house. William realized that there was no light. “There’s no light Bambi,” he told her. “I’ll get it fixed. Go upstairs to mommy and shut the door.”

CHAPTER 1 Lily's POV PIZA to eiga wo ogoriatta Mukashi wo barashiatta Himitsu wa mou naitte KURABU de battariattara Naiteta yo kimi ga otoko no yoko de ...I'm a dummy >Lily's Alarm (Limit Control - Dummy)

Agreed," I replied. I take my cell phone and play a song. "Well, let”s get back to work!" I said. "Oh, Nandemonaiya again eh? Doesn’t it bore you?" Alfi asked. "Nah, this is the song that made me meet Mitsuha," I answered embracing my Mitsuha dakimakura (a hugging pillow with your loved anime character) "What a pathetic Nijikon," Alfi said. "Hmph, like you are one to talk," I replied.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

"No way! This is not happening!" I said to myself while looking at the mirror. Why is the reflection on the mirror different? Her eyes, were glistening purple, sculpted upon her creamy face like dazzling amethyst. Strands of molten gold tumbled out of her scalp, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Lips as red as roses, crystal white teeth, hourglass-shaped body. This girl is the perfect cover for FHM magazine or she could be the next Victoria Secret Angel! Hold on, her appearance is similar to the character design of Valeria Falsen that I drew for Callista's novel.

KAIDA I stood between realms, a fragile dam against a rising tide of spirits. Following the light radiating from each apparition within the estate, I anchored as many souls as I could, ushering them into the afterlife. My body felt like a hollow vessel; I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, yet I moved with desperate resolve. I had to protect my pups and my mates from the Gashadokuro’s impending assault. I could sense its birth—a dark, rhythmic pulsing that hammered against my skin.

**Keiko (serving Mia first):** “Eat as much as you like. Werewolf appetites are no joke—I remember from Seras’s friends.” **Mia (eyes widening at the spread):** “This is… wow. Thank you so much.” They eat. At first it’s quiet—comfortable clink of chopsticks, soft slurps of miso. Then Takeshi breaks the ice. **Takeshi:** “So, Mia—Haru says you’re earth-aligned? That’s rare for wolves. How did you discover it?” Mia swallows a bite of tamagoyaki, wipes her mouth. **Mia:**

That was almost unheard of. "Incubus aren't great at dream walking like Kitsunes," I said, laying out antiseptic and surgical thread. "But an attack that can manifest physical wounds... that's like super rare. Only the most powerful creatures are capable of something like that." I looked up at her, seeing the fear still lingering in her purple eyes. "Who the fuck were you dream stalking?" Miyori sat down heavily in her chair, wincing as the movement pulled at her wounds.