Muzan X Akaza Novels & Stories

Ace locked eyes with Mj and jerked his head forward, prompting the assassin to stay just at Azreal's back, advancing just behind the briskly walking Alpha. Mj’s mind was half focused on Azreal and his every move, and the other half of her was zeroed in on Dante. She once more made eye contact with him and was met with a strange feeling of understanding, like the things she was thinking were the exact same things he was thinking and there was a vibration of understanding between the two. Ace reached up to grab Mj, and she caught his wrist with a snap of her arm. The movement was so fast it surprised Mj and Ace, the commander simply twisted his wrist from her grasp and stayed at his Alpha’s re

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Mage Quarters Azura stands over her table carefully studying the battle plans for the night of Blood Moon, everything had to follow her master's plan and she was ready to do anything to make sure it did. "Has Lady Kaira sent new instructions?" She said, still closely studying the map even as the footstep moves closer. "No, but death sends its regards." Before she could react, Hendrix attacks her with full force and quickly slams her against the table with full force. "Hendrix you......you're not supposed to be here." Azura's eyes widened in shock. "And you're not supposed to be alive." Hendrix replied, holding on tightly to her neck. "Wait!" she gasps. "Let me explain—"

“I’m not going to make this easy for you.” Before she can respond, I begin to hum again. Like they did with Sahara, the insect creatures begin to attack Marael and the Aswang. However, unlike Sahara, Marael is not easily taken by surprise. Using her powers, she blasts a few of the insects and turns them into ash while the Aswang swats them away. Just then, Azazel stirs and rises to his feet. Holding his wound, he sways slightly, but he quickly recovers. “Azazel!” I call out when I see the Aswang swing his ax towards him. Thankfully, Azazel sees him, ducks out of the way, and lunges with his own sword.

It was very ruthless and a resolute punishment of Xiaza that she always used to traitors that have the guts to betray her and harm her. The silly zombie also gaze back at her when he notices Xia looking at himself, their gaze clashes bringing an unfamiliar and familiar electricity with each other. The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat.

Akira: Hmm the King die from heart attack? Kasumi: Not that, but the Ragnarok.is starting. Akira: Hee, seriously? Kasumi: Why You... Argh i can’t it anymore. Kasumi then storming out and followed by a few girls. I was wondering since when she got those underling? Akira: How many beat you heard. Hanzo: 2 beat. Akira: So 3 beat huh, we still had the time. So what the response of the old man.

call him. Akira turned and looked at Yasashi, he smiled then looked back at the beautiful sky. Then say “It's okay, everything is fine. An's back too. We'll be leaving soon, our business is finished here! ” which then changed its form to a bat and left, as the sun completely set and the darkness regained control of this place.

I'm Ember, the mistress mute daughter to the late Crescent Moon alpha. I'm being tortured by my stepbrother Leo because his mate told him she didn't like how I looked at her. “Here,” he said, tossing a small pouch of water in front of me. It landed with a dull thud, tantalizingly close yet so far from my grasp. Ignoring the excruciating pain in my muscles, I dragged myself forward on trembling arms, every inch a battle against my broken body. But before I could reach it, Benson grabbed the pouch and laughed cruelly.

These were the only human friends he has had from middle school. “How come you both argue whenever you meet?” asks Mitsuru. “He looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe!” “She looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe! Stop copying me!” “Shut up! You copied me first!” “You wanna settle this in a better way?” “Sure… I’ll take you on anytime, any day!” says Ayame with a grin. “Don’t cry after you lose.” Says Akihiko with a smirk. They go to their clubroom and have their lunch there. Before the lunch, Akihiko goes up against Ayame in the RPG game he usually played… And completely destroys her.

He was sixteen years old during the last great war and fought the forces of the dark lord. Lord Neeru of the Kazaton represented himself and the other two lower lords of the uplifted island. The Kazakares are a race of humanoid bunnies, they were discovered on the island later named Kazaton by the First Mashirotzu Shitori Sanada. They are so skilled in fighting that some of the past Mashirotzus was secretly worried about how problematic it would be if they ever revolt against the realm, so they limited their involvement in the council and spied on their island with the black hands. They were only called upon when needed and that was mostly in times of war. It was the sixth Mashirotzu that ga