Orihime Inoue Novels & Stories

She kept smiling at me. "My name is Iñari. Iñari Okami. Some would call me the fox goddess, but I'm just a female fox you know?" She stirred the content of her mug as she spoke casually as if she didn't just tell me she's some Japanese deity. Something I've always thought to be a myth. "Are... you.." I wanted to ask before she spoke again. "Yes yes..I'm real. Ugh! I get that all the time." She waved dismissively.

Xisuthra answered with intelligence. Xisuthra was one of the few in the kingdom who did not consider Inal Enlim as the Empress. By rank and seniority, it was supposed to be head concubine Suna Enlim. She had a son barely a month before Inal had hers, and everyone preferred Suna to Inal. The Emperor had been so overwhelmed with emotions on the day that Aranar was born that he told Inal to ask for anything she wanted, and she went ahead to ask for the role of the empress.

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

Keiichi sensed that the situation was not in his favor and wanted to flee, but he couldn’t because his body was out of his control. A whirlwind swept along Keiichi’s arm. It shredded the red suit that covered his upper body. A dark red plum blossom mark was revealed on Keiichi’s chest. “He’s one of the Ume Ninja!” When Tyr noticed this, he immediately came to a halt and grabbed Keiichi. “You have the plum blossom mark on your body. You are an Ume Ninja! Tell me… Which sect do you belong to?” Tyr’s terrifying strength took Keiichi by surprise at first. He was convinced that his ninjutsu was unbeatable at the time. The main goal of this competition was to see how strong his ninjutsu was.

"Ihe ojo ga anwu n'Oku! (Evil will die in fire.) Oku! (fire) Oku! (fire) Ihe ojo ga anwu n'Oku! (Evil will die in fire) Oku! (fire) Oku! (fire) Some older women were already dancing in circles, holding up their animal skin to cover the skin flap that once stood on their chest. Ejima searched the crowd despite the fear that rooted her to the spot. She didn't have a plan. She was just looking for an opportunity. Anything that would save her skin. And she found it. It was an opening at the far end, just amidst the women dancing in circles. Without waiting, she dashed her head on the face of her captor, breaking the woman's nose. And as if one with the wind, she reached for the space, running wi

while tears are streaming down my face. My mouth fell open when I heard the crowd's applause. Their claps, their cheers... "Congratulations to our winner, Florence Mil for surviving the final round! Again, we have a winner!" the speaker announced. I roamed my eyes around expecting to see Eula... I don't understand... what's happening? Then the screen opened, showing the silhouette of the mysterious Domina. "Congratulations my dear, you're the only one who prevented the closest people to your heart from dying. You have survived the final round which is... the illusion. All of that... was just an illusion." she explained. I was glad to hear it but something is bothering me.

Emma said before watching the students place their palms at the glass Ball. "gold rank, stage two, basic Mastery, sure pass," Emma said after looking at Miratio Ball that was divided into three with the first shining golden, the second bearing the number two and the third being sky blue. "Minerva silver rank, stage four, your Mastery is hazardous it is quite red in colour. Uraraka, pro gold rank, stage one, basic Mastery. Isekai crystal rank, stage seven, mastery and finally Oriol, pro silver rank, stage three, advanced ranking.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

She walked under the rain and watched how the raindrops fell on her ring, mimicking the color red before finally falling on the ground. “Knew my eyes weren’t fooling me.” Oriana looked above her as an umbrella shielded her from the rain. She looked over to Hiraya whose in a yellow formal blouse and black slacks. “Let’s get you ho---oh!” “Ah, I… I want watermelon juice”, Oriana said as she stood in front of Hiraya and laid her forehead on her shoulders. “I just want watermelon juice, Hiraya.” Hiraya patted Oriana’s back. “We’ll get a jug of it on our way home.” She felt Oriana nod.