Obito X Rin Novels & Stories

Ren lift her hand to make a pinky promise. Rin looked at it for a while. "O-Okay, I promise." "Don't forget you pinky promised to me!" Ren said like a kid. Rin just chuckled. I'm sorry, Ren. I know how much your family needs your help and I remember that one time you happily told me that your younger brother is going to school already. I'm sorry but... Let me be selfish just this time. ***

"Of course Rae, I wouldn't dare, to be honest." Raven sighed, as Axel got closer, his normal face coming back. "Rin?" The male turned to him. "Yes?" "Best friend for ten years and still counting," Axel said with a smile as he brought out his hands. "We met on wrong terms, nice to meet you." Rin's eyes became smaller as he moved slightly away. "I— I can't shake you... S-Sir, I'm an Omeg—" Before Rin could complete it, Axel was hugging him.

All he needed was to get out of this creepy forest. He had run for quite some time when a clearing appeared in front of him. Riyin, renewed by the new sight, made for the patch of clear grass ahead of him. He was so relieved that he didn’t hear the soft whooshing sound of a rope beating the air as it swirled round and round, faster with each succession. Riyin was about to burst out through the forest when a noose caught his left heel and tightened. Riyin fell to the ground with a scream. He remained there for a few seconds, trying to regain himself when the rope tightened and pulled him backward.

The pair circled, feinted, exchanged a few quick combinations that ended in a clumsy tangle and a near‑missed foot. Rhea sighed. “Again. Pretend you care whether you die.” They did. A little better. Enough to draw a smattering of approving noises from both sides. As the second pair took the field—another Blackmoon and Nightfang—Rin stepped just outside the ring, arms folded, watching. Rhea’s gaze found hers. “You next,” she mouthed. Rin’s brows rose. Rhea tipped her head subtly toward the Nightfang line. Choose. Rin’s pulse flickered. She could pick someone unremarkable, someone safe. Demonstrate unity with a tidy, diplomatic spar. Everyone would nod. Everyone would file the image away under

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

Kasuga translated. “Oh, umm… I thought it was the Kurokihebi. It’s not very dangerous when it’s not provoked, but it would try to strangle its enemy and bite them if they’re annoyed enough. It cannot shoot its poison like Gabagabahebi or Rappahebi, but its venom is more poisonous than them. But…” Rina hesitated. “Kurokihebi isn’t that big. It’s only as big as umm, me, I mean, its length is as wide as my shoulder.” Rina emphasized the size while patting her own shoulders.

I’m not one to fear anything in this world, but this isn’t just some random man being scarred for life. 'Hey up, what's wrong? Two calls in one day must be a record!' Rinny's cheerful tone suggests she has carried out her own moon ritual and is back in the sunny mood of a demon who has once again caged her darkness. I don’t do small talk and cut right to the chase.

And then came day six. The strength trials. We had to fight our fathers for our ranks. Rin’s father put up a solid fight, but she outmaneuvered him. She was faster, smarter. She pinned him several times before he finally submitted, pride gleaming in his eyes. My father? I knew he wouldn’t submit without a bloodbath. I gave him one chance. One free hit. You get one shot, I told him through the mindlink. Wherever you want. After that? I’m coming for you.

Hunter is tall but this man has to be a tree. I strongly and slowly walked over to him and put my hands forward “Irene, you can call me Rin” I smiled, he shook my hand and my eyes lingered on the veins that covered his arm, also on the fact that my hand looks like a baby's hand compared to his.

"Well, if you promise that you can guide this kid Ritian here, then I'll do my best to reason with Felino. You know that man. He can be overbearing when it involves his beloved children." "Oh… that's more than enough, Chief." Wenren held a water container made out of a bamboo stem. He walked to Ritian's side and hang the rope on his neck. "I'm sure Old Felino will listen to you anyway. Mr. Juan is wise. That's why you're the chief here." Ritian eyed Wenren's face. He can hear the faint threat on his voice. The man noticed his stare and purposely flick his hands. Ritian gasped because of the pain. "You brute!" he hissed.