Pochi Kuro นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

“I love you. You’re not doing this alone.” Another wave hits. I push. The magic inside me erupts. Light floods the room. Marcus curses. Mara shields her eyes. Jake tightens his grip on me like I’m slipping into the sky. And then— A cry. A sharp, wild, beautiful cry. Mara lifts the first pup into the air. A boy. Dark hair. Golden glow flickering in his eyes. Jake sobs. I barely get a breath before another contraction hits. Too soon. Too close.