One Piece Asura Novels & Stories

Katherine stood in the center of it all. Her body had already shifted back, human again, fragile again. Blood dripped steadily from her palms, pooling in small dark circles on the blackened sand. Her eyes were still gold. She had always been mine, but what she turned into, was something I couldn't find myself claiming. Elder Veyra rose. “She is no longer merely Luna of Volkov,” he declared. “She is the Luna of Ashes. The key made flesh. The storm foretold in the oldest scrolls. I think she was reborn when the veil could no longer hold. An ancient being has returned to us, bound to the blood of two packs and the spirits that wait beyond the sky…”

The collar rune around my throat snapped—light cracking like glass. It dissolved. Mara’s face twisted with rage. “No,” she hissed. “You don’t get to—” “I do,” I snapped. I turned to the black-water seam and spoke the only command that mattered. “RETURN.” Ash surged—not upward, not outward—*sideways*, into the water like a hook. The black water fought, swirling, trying to swallow my ash. I clenched my jaw and pushed. “RETURN HER.” The water bulged. A shape rose.

Mane rushed to Asherah, swiftly sheathing Nightmare and Night’s Kiss in the process. The Asura was being suppressed by Komfo Anokye, but it was taxing to do so. Zica’s letter had taught him two things: one was that the Usurper was coming, and the other was how to put the Asura to sleep.

I make a self-satisfied face and brush my hair off my shoulders with one hand. I see Azael with a pool stick in hand, walking towards me, with his particular torn black jeans, a white T-shirt that makes his tattoos show through, and a leather jacket. I approach him, pissed off, shortening the space between us, and several of his friends who look similar to him, look me up and down with mischievous smiles.

“A brave that can transform into a metal giant.” Once the Asura stood in front, the enemies resumed their advance, and our forces crashed into each other. Unfortunately, none of our weapons put a scratch on the Asura’s skin as the giant bashed and threw anyone in sight with his bare hands, slowly breaking our second line. Wilt ordered us to retreat, but the cluttering chaos had people shoving each other to flee, and we all got separated. Brock was being pushed in random directions until he was right in front of the Asura.

I have to deal with this also as if I don't have enough on my plate right now, Ammy Watson is the very first wolf Assassin; she was exceptional at her training and was the very first wolf sent on a mission; she had the number one branded in all her stuff. She went on numerous missions before I was ever ready to join her in the fields. We slowly became close, since I was the second wolf assassin. I think that made us a little closer. But then she one day went rogue; it was over a man, I guess. The organization filled us in on everything. I tried to make her come back to the organization, but she wouldn't fucking listen.

The anger rolling off of him pushing his Alpha aura towards me. " I don't intend on rejecting her, she is my fated mate. Jenna will be Luna, but Tess will be my mate." I said to him not knowing where that idea came from, I guess I can't imagine life without Tess. I heard Jenna scoff at me with a bewildered look on her face. Damien grabbed hold of my collar pulling me closer to look in his face.

However, the creature was so confused that it unconsciously sent a signal to its partner. For a fleeting moment, Asura wondered what the problem could be. However, he trusted that his partner could solve whatever it was. As a result, he cut every connection between the two of them, diverted the source of the energy, and went back to sleep. He needed it to clear his head. ***

Five thousand elite soldiers wiped out in the blink of an eye? How was that possible? What kind of forces did Dustin mobilize? Lord Barbenheim felt chills running down his spine. “Who exactly are you, Dustin?” Lord Barbenheim demanded loudly. Dustin stepped forward calmly yet assertively, with a faint smile playing on his lips. “You may call me the King of Asura Hall—the Ultimate Death God!” Lord Barbenheim’s gaze fell on Jonah’s lifeless body, and his eyes widened with disbelief. The Asura Hall was an assassin organization even more fearsome than Death Hall. They were born only to kill.

After all, only a few people were capable of killing him. "Are you belittling me?" Xena's strong presence surged. After becoming the goddess of war, she paid more attention to her ego. She wouldn't tolerate such an attitude from others. "Xena Summers, my brother came to you just to savor the feeling of sleeping with the goddess of war. Even he had dared to do so—do you think you're a match for me?" "What about me?" a voice interrupted Inferno. Chain Asura appeared before him. "You must be the Asura from the headquarters! You seemed well-prepared, but what a shame that all of you have underestimated my true powers. Very well. I shall send you both to the underworld."