Naruto Shippuden Sora Novels & Stories

' '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.

It was like we were in another world altogether. Nora began, her voice low. At first, it was nothing, just murmurs, words I couldn’t quite make out. But then, her tone gradually shifted. Her posture stiffened and when she spoke again, my blood ran cold. “Haven…” The voice, It wasn’t hers. It couldn’t be. I knew that voice, I would recognize it anywhere even in my nightmares. Sora. “No…” I whispered, my body going rigid. “Haven…” The voice came again as if it was right beside me.

He sat back down on his desk and his attention was on me. “There was a river connected to the waterfalls where Sayori fell. It’s up north and it’s the only way for our men to enter the base of the waterfall. I thought of it and maybe there’s a possibility that Sayori washed up somewhere up north and someone found her. What do you think?” I said. Sora looked intently at me and slowly nodded.

Afterward, she went inside the carriage with the help of Sora, who was now pretending to be a knight named Soren. As they were on their way to the teleportation portal, Minerva suddenly felt bored. She looked at Sora, who was in front of her. Unlike before, he was dressed up as a proper escort knight who was accompanying a noble. He truly looked respectable and honorable, which was funny for Minerva. Usually, Sora would wear a robe that was lazily draped over his body. He was too lazy to wear proper clothes, as he found them troublesome. But now, as an escort knight, he was dressed accordingly.

"And she was saying something about Soraya...I don't know if its a name or a word." I saw Sora stiffen and her hands shaking. I asked, "Are you okay?" Her sudden cold eyes met me and she said, "Yes, I am, Layla." Why did Sora did not sound like Sora but someone else?

For example, fans call Sora Jiang, but Sora will not call male fans, XX Jiang. "Um...Jessica-chan, can you add your contact information..." Even as an idol, Sora panicked and blushed when he asked for his contact information. But Sora was still a little disappointed. It would be great if Jessica could always maintain her handsome, cold and mysterious temperament on the stage...

“Still, it’s exciting to be considered.” “Besides,” Sora continued, twirling her wine goblet with a practiced elegance. “Why jump at the idea of mixing with all kinds of strange people? I, for one, have had enough mingling.” She said this, her green eyes settling on me with a piercing gaze. Perhaps I’ve been too quiet, allowing Sora to make her nasty remarks without consequence. My fingers curled and uncurled around the spoon in my hand, the metal cool against my skin as I narrowed my eyes at her.