Princess Kaguya Ōtsutsuki Novels & Stories

However, the Death Princess, who had a higher body count under her name, didn’t look like she belonged to the underworld. Zen stared at the Death princess for a very long time, and Akiko did the same. Akiko Kanzaki… the name was very much Japanese like his. However, Zen had mixed blood in him, giving him a lighter hair colour than most Asians. In the light, some people claimed that his brown eyes looked green. However, Akiko Kanzaki was very similar to Liu Feng with her long and black hair and obsidian eyes. Correction, eye. She wore an eyepatch over her left eye that made Zen wonder if it was for fashion or to hide an injury. Regardless, she looked like an angel to him, an angel of death. S

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

She cast her head down and muttered a small apology. My eyebrows raised in surprise as I heard her voice. It was soft and light—like she seemed kind. However, I quickly shook my head to get rid of such thoughts. This woman is still an omega, no matter how kind she may sound. At the end of the day, that is what omegas are most known as—weak and pretentious. “I don’t accept your apology,” I said in a cold voice. “How could you apologize to a prince with your face covered with a cloak?”

Yet she knows no one else before Selene, the goddess of the moon who forms the dragons according to her likeness, and Helios the god of the sun who breathes life and power to her kind. 'Perhaps a fair-' Her thoughts were cut short by the voice. "You seek me yet you know me not. The reason it took you long enough to come meet me at this point. It is I you are here for, aren't I? Don't you know who I am still? It takes time for realization to hit Amira's head. "Can you be the guardian of the Heart of magic—" The darkness at a certain point in the abyss is pushed away by the immense light that erupts from an ethereal figure who suddenly appears before Amira. The beauty is cloth with brightness

It was calling out to him, but he would fight it more than anything with her he would resist the urge. She was in a dense corpse of woods, hiding among the trees. She didn't know what was going on but knew she would wait it out and return during the day. She would gather what she could and somehow find Sasuke. He would save her, hopefully. He was her only hope. She just had to make it until sunrise. She was honestly surprised when she opened her closed eyes right into yellow ones. She jumped. "How did you do that?", she asked. "What princess?", he asked back. "You didn't make a sound!", she exclaimed. "It's a gift.", he said sarcastically. "Please don't run. I will not hurt you." Something i

"Sigh. Sakura, how many times must I tell you? As my heir and future Miko, you have to always uphold majesty and pride at any moment." The door opened to show a beautiful and mature woman. She had long golden hair, fox ears, whiskers, and six golden tails. She was wearing a loose kimono that partially showed her large breasts and a monocle. In her right hand was a large gourde containing an unknown liquid. She was talking and walking with a bored expression, but the grâce of her demeanor was unmistakable. But, the moments she took a swig of her gourd and began gulping down what was contained in it–

said William casually. The feeling in his heart was dead, he made her a part of his pleasure. There is only one name, that name is like a diamond that is so precious. He never forgets, and always he misses. "You know, he's the one who's going to touch Diana Catwalk and Lili." "You mean?" asked Afkar who did not understand. "You see, that girl is a master of disguise. Also, she's the beloved Princess of Welas. I'm sure she will be the one to help with our mission."

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

Rhae grinned, "Don't drink too much though, you might die." Aynyra politely smiled and held out a hand to Katyana, "Good evening, my name is Ayn-" She paused hesitantly, realising her mistake, "Inerva". Katyana took her hand heartily and shook it. "Corrupted Stars? A strange alias, I like it, Aynyra." Katyana grinned, "Don't worry princess, I'll keep your secret." Rhae double blinked at Katyana, "You speak Lystaria?"