Naruto Shion Novelas e Histórias

This is perhaps, a prologue about the secret of my partner who hasn’t acknowledged me yet— Kuroyuki Shiroha. Also a very slight reveal of my mysterious background. ’Once registered, your ID will be set as ‘Anonymous #2207’. Is that okay?′ Yes. WELCOME TO KUROYUKI SHIROHA`S FANCLUB~!!! Kuroyuki Shiroha (黒雪 白羽) Race: Human

Minato must have come to pick me up. - Are you awake? It's Gray Danvers' voice, but why does it sound so cold... I don't know what I did to you, but don't look at me with those eyes. As if I were a despicable, disgusting creature in your eyes. I must be imagining it, that's why I saw her auburn hair slightly rising with red killing intent, just like Goku... Looks like she's holding a knife and smiling: - Shion, who is your child and who?

Judging from his appearance, he was no ordinary man. Mitchell’s entire body trembled after seeing their arrival. “Please calm yourself, Ms. Leithold. Mr. Yashiro and the Sword Saint are here.” “We don’t have to do anything anymore!” “With Sword Saint Shinosuke here, Harvey won’t even know what hit him!” Miyata was the Sword Saint of the Shinkage Way. The middle-aged man alongside him was Akio Yashiro’s very own son, Daito Yashiro of the Shindan Way.

The owner of the gaze eventually left the area and headed towards the upper flows. ******* Shirona Yui was an average looking, bespectacled woman that works in the Human Resources section of the Sanming Gaming Studio. Although she wasn't very popular in the gaming studio with other employees, Shirona Yui was quite good at her job so her being made the head of the HR section was a smart move on the part of the gaming studio.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Meanwhile, these nine people were also covered in blood mist and, like Aoda, surrounded by demonic energy. Boom, boom, boom, boom— Each of them stopped next to Aoda, all emanating overwhelming airwaves, hovering in the air. Right then, the blood clouds in the sky became even thicker. An endless bloody aura engulfed the small country of Japan like a poison mist. Shura Spiderwoman laughed loudly. “Human, do you think there’s only one Aoda Sasaki? I’ll tell you the truth. The divine lords from Japan’s ten biggest shrines are all members of the Shura tribe. In no time at all, the Shura tribe will be able to return to this world. When the time comes, humans will become the pigs we feed. Hahahaha!

“Are you sure I can just call you by your name?” Akiro was surprised to know the guy was just twenty-years old. That just means he will stop aging from now on. And it means Akiro finally has someone his age that he can talk to! A friend... perhaps? “Yes! Please just call me Akiro,” he responded, smiling. “What’s your name?” “Oh! Right. Uh... I’m Shiro,” the guy— Shiro— shyly introduced himself. “I’m the cooks’ only son. I’ve been helping them here in the castle for most of my life.”

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?” “Okay, boys. Cut it out.” Amelia came in between us, giving the markers to Lucius. “I need to find my best friend or we all gonna be hunted by Victor, the director, and the Raitos, and trust me, you don’t wanna cross paths with dozens of Samurai and Ninjas.” “And here I thought I’ve already seen many weird things in my life,” Nora said. “So Ninjas do exist.” “Yes. Ren is literally a Samurai. He’s a warrior, and his family a descendant to a noble class of ancient Japan Society.”

Jai tilted his head with an apologetic smile. “Ah! Sorry!” Ruta scratched his head nervously. “I forgot you’re not from here. Of course you don’t know them,” the boy smiled at him and counted with his finger. “Akaito Fujii. A prodigy from the Fujii clan. He has pale red hair and pretty, dark purple eyes. People like Akaito onii-chan a lot because he is very talented and creative, both in a fight or his achievement in the singing industry.” Jai listened intently to the boy.

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.