Naruto Shippuden Sora Novels & Stories

Hagakure Sorahiko is an amusing little thing. Small, omegan, and funny as hell. The funniest part is that the omega in question would strongly disagree with his assessment. It would probably be more accurate to say that, the omega will strongly reject his evaluation. Seeing as the omega seems to enjoy rejecting his existence. It’s bloody hilarious. ‘Only my friend calls me Sora’. He had obliged, hadn’t he? He calls him ‘Sorahiko’ instead.

A knock. Urgent. Sora’s second-in-command, a wiry woman named Fen, entered, breathless.“Your Majesty. There’s someone at the eastern gate.”My heart leapt.“Who?” Kira asked.“She won’t give her name. But she’s wounded. Burned. And she asked for you.”I didn’t wait for more. I was already moving, boots echoing down the stone corridors, cloak dragging behind me like a second shadow.The woman was slumped against the gate post when I arrived, blood crusted on her brow, her armor scorched. But even beneath the soot and pain, I recognized her.Sora.She looked up as I approached, and the eyes that met mine were wrong.Not broken.Changed.“Sora,” I breathed, falling to my knees beside her. “Where are the

"Who are you?" One of the figures stepped forward into the dim, flickering light of a bioluminescent moss growing on the tunnel walls. It was a woman, her skin mapped with glowing white veins that matched the color of her eyes. She wore a tattered Lagos-style headwrap, but it was reinforced with carbon-fiber plating. "We are the ones your mother forgot to finish," she said, her voice a hollow, metallic echo. "They call me Sora. And if you’re wearing that stone, it means the countdown has already begun."

The head guard demanded, followed by another one while I was trying to catch my breath and soothe the stitch in my side that I had gotten because of running without a break. "Answer me, girl! Who are you?" Before I could say a single word in reply, a voice echoed from the opposite direction in a totally cool tone. "She! She is the Luna of the Apollo pack." The guards immediately turned around to see who had spoken, and a few of them even dropped their hands from my arms in shock. But the moment my eyes met Paul's, it was like everything else fell away from my world.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

' 'Disown our luna. 'She will pay for Alpha Brendon's death.' 'They'll all pay.' 'We should kill Lamia. She killed our alpha!' 'Yes, kill Lamia.' 'Let's kill Lamia.' 'Kill.... kill... kill.... kill... kill... kill... killl.' Aaragorn stepped back in slight fear as my pack's growls picked up. Some of them transforming. These thoughts were almost like my own. I couldn't make out theirs from mine once we linked together. This was the start of-

I’m going to hell while she is somewhere in heaven. “Alpha?” I spin around to face Linda, one of the werewolves in my pack. She is smiling at me. “Have you been thinking about what I said?” What the hell is she doing here? What a pain in the arse...well, gotta face her, I guess. “About taking you as my Luna?” I ask in a tired voice.

“Name yourself.” “Lady Sora.” Her eyes shifted to him. Red spread slowly across her irises. “Servant of Orochi. Keeper of his table. Voice of his hunger.” Kiyomi whispered, “Very dramatic.” Sora’s smile widened. “You must be the sister.” Hayate stepped in front of Kiyomi. Sora tilted her head. “Protective already?” His blade lifted. “Try me.” She laughed softly. The sound echoed from every tunnel. Then the missing people walked out behind her.

A black SUV screeches to a stop. The door opens. Leanora Thornton steps out, smiling. "Hello, Jamie. Miss me?" Jamie shifts mid-run, putting herself between Leanora and her children. But Leanora's faster. Silver chains wrap around Jamie's wolf form, burning through fur to skin. She collapses, the silver draining her strength. "Don't hurt my mama!" Herston's hands glow silver. Power builds in her small body. "None of that." Leanora pulls out a dart gun and shoots. The tranquilizer hits Herston in the shoulder.

Your support means a lot to me. sora