Raiden Shogun Ei Novels & Stories

That’s all. One of the maidens saw me and nearly tripped on air. I waved like nothing was wrong. I found Raiden in the war room—deep in a meeting with six of his strongest warriors, looking all serious and “kingly.” Oh well. I walked in anyway. Every single head turned. Raiden’s head snapped up so fast I thought he pulled a muscle. His eyes dragged over me slowly, from my bare legs to the thin straps on my shoulders, and he actually blinked like he wasn’t sure I was real.

Despite losing energy to numerous scorpion men, she spoke calmly. “And this new handle, I mean the brass knuckle, is really awesome. I should try it more,” Raiden uttered. It was the first time I saw such a lively emotion on his face. The Raiden I knew before was completely serious, and his smile didn’t last for more than a few seconds, though it’s much longer when he’s talking to Fraise. I was speechless due to their reaction. Maybe because I wasn’t even hoping for this kind of response from them.

Before I could answer, Raiden suddenly lifted his phone. His expression turned serious. “Look at this.” Both Zayden and I looked over. Raiden turned the screen toward us. “Her fight finally appeared.” My stomach tightened immediately. Minutes passed before anybody spoke. Then Raiden pointed to the name. “And just like I suspected.” His eyes lifted to mine. “You’re fighting Carl from the Moon Water Pack.”

He watched as the wind played with the long hair of the girl standing in front of him; her Japanese silk robe was lilac and light green. Raiden gulped. They were here just on account of the choice they had made last night. The choice made by their leaders to fight to the death for the honor of their clans. No more bloody war, no more bullets. One battle will solve everything, and there will be only one conqueror of all lands.

He stood on the platform and looked down at Adrian and Mya from above. Adrian stood up. “Who are you?” Raiden asked. Crack! Adrian’s fists were tightly clenched. He looked at Raiden standing atop the platform with a calm expression and said, “Who do you think I am?” Raiden said, “Some overconfident brat. You’re here to kill me, right? Just like how I beheaded Hannibal in the past? Tell me, how do you find this place? What year is it now? Does Wyvern Peak still exist?”

He said, I nodded. “Does Raiden have friends?” I asked and he chuckled. “None that I know of, why do you ask?” He asked and I nodded my head no. “What about Ivory? Isn’t she his friend?” I said and he laughed. “Ivory? No, Raiden knows he doesn’t love her. Ivory is Emma’s cousin and well, I guess he feels happy around her because she remind him about Emma,” He said, I took in a deep breath. “Oh!” I said and he smiled.

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

Zen smiled as charmingly as he could, waving to the young daughter who was accompanying her mother for morning shopping. Shaking her head, the housewife replied negatively. However, her daughter tugged on her skirt and reminded her mother how there were a few outside the village. “That’s not true, mother! We’re forgetting to include Brother Raiden’s sheep! He has a few black ones, remember? He even has grey and brown sheep that ran away.” Brother Raiden? That was a new name. Hearing the name, the mother quickly snatched her daughter’s hand. “We never talk about that liar!” she scolded harshly. “If you talk about him again, nobody at school will play with you. Do you want to be friends with a

From the shadows emerges an elderly pack member: Mira, her silver braid glistening softly in the moonlight, wise eyes meeting mine kindly. “Siena,” Mira greets warmly, stepping forward carefully. “Couldn't sleep either?” I force a polite smile, shaking my head gently. “My thoughts won't settle tonight.” She nods knowingly, sitting beside me on an old, fallen log. “Memories haunt us all sometimes,” she murmurs softly. “Even him.” My heart tightens painfully. “Raiden?” Mira nods slowly, eyes distant with memory. “Before responsibility hardened him, Raiden was different—light-hearted, compassionate, fiercely protective. He laughed freely, loved deeply, wore his heart openly on his sleeve. Losin

Thornwild followed through the mist, their green markings bright against dark armour. The first king pulled the spear from Raiken’s side. Raiken did not fall. Shigure reached the chamber first. His sword found the first king’s throat. The spirit dissolved before the blade touched him and reformed near the broken wall. Daigo came through next, carrying two axes and wearing a grin that did not belong in a collapsing tower. “You started without us.” Raiken pressed one hand over his wound. “You took too long.” “We had to collect an army.” Hayate entered with Kiyomi beside him. Renji followed, blood covering one sleeve.