Rika Furude Novels & Stories

THREE PERSON POINT OF VIEW The sun was shining bright as it shade its ray through the window directly on Afraah's fair skin. Her skin glittered as her eyeballs began to move around adjusting to the brightness of the room. She slowly opened her eyes and let out a long yawn before she stretched her arms. She quickly walked to the bathroom and perfumed ablution. Soon after she performed ablution, she wore her hijab and prayed. She had already concluded prayer when she heard a buzz from her cell phone which was kept on the bed beside her, she picked up the phone and glanced at the number calling, it was Rayan

The growl rose a notch, soft but warning, yet she shifted her nose upward in what seemed like reluctant consent. Carefully, he peeled back the bandage. The wounds looked… better. Much better than he had any right to expect in so short a time. The suspicion gnawed at him. Could they really heal that fast? His fingers traced along the edge of the fur as he examined the skin beneath, and he froze again at the softness, the warmth, and the scent. Honey. Sunshine. He shook his head, brow furrowing. How could fur smell like sunshine? Her head snapped down, eyes locking onto his. Heart stuttering—not fear, not exactly—but something unfamiliar, a shock of recognition that set every nerve alight. Unb

I had thought to bring more clothes, Her Highness was thoughtful and kind, but I wanted to provide Odessa, not take from another. If we meet other supernaturals while Odessa wore this fur, they would be envious. They would know the difficulty of hunting a creature such as the Eskaskis. I had taught Razak well, only attacking the spot underneath the neck, which causes them to fall limp while being carried. The fur was untouched, with no holes in the leather and no blood. The only liquid that could stain the fur was its own blood, causing it to be ruined immediately. I let my half-smile cross my face. It would be perfect for her to wear. Her own eyes shined with mirth as she felt the thick lus

Ford asked, pouring more whiskey into our glasses. “I only remember the first full moon we were together and the night I got her. Rei was big. Like tall and thick. She has brownish eyes and looks more like a husky than a wolf. Her fur is pure white over her stomach, legs, and the underside of her tail. The white goes up her neck to her face and around her eyes. The rest of her fur is red. Like a brownish red that almost matches her eyes. Her eyes are a little darker brown. The red goes down her snout and her nose is a pinkish brown instead of black.” I said as I sipped more of the alcohol and started feeling a little lighter.

He wants to have many children, hoping to pass on his traits to them and start a new dawn of vampires- day walkers. Ritoru: A kitsune of Inari, one of his favorites. He loves to cuddle with his masters and tries to please them daily, loving them a great deal. He was caught out in Inari's garden one night and was stolen, being forced into his weakest form, a fox, when they caged him. He was going to be sold but was rescued by Laurence and Silas. He's playful but he can be serious when it comes to things. He's loving and very loyal, chasing off demons to protect his masters. His playful nature usually ends in him being slightly mischevious when it comes to Laurence, pinning him to floors when

As I opened the kitchen door, Friya dashed off. "You really can't just wait, can you? What if someone sees us? Worse, what if our master sees us?!" I scolded her while flashing to the woods. "He left remember! He can't see us. C'mon, I wanna see him. I wanna hug him!" Friya impatiently uttered. She was this excited to see him, the wolf with mixed light brown and white fur and with sapphire blue eyes.

“Umm… I’m looking for Fuyu-chan.” “Oh, he’s Jai-san’s—I mean, Waetford-san’s friend.” Nene said in Shouha, recognizing Darrion. The girl in maid outfit, Fuyu-chan, stood up. Her purple hair bouncing slightly as she approached him. “What is it, Darrion-san?” Fuyu asked, stopping in front of him and looking at him with her calm bluish eyes. “I want to ask something about a guy named Kuroda.” Darrion said.

The villagers called them Fur-Killers. They attacked things in fur and always won. Mirabella's mom knew that and so did Rafe's father. These men would not leave if they didn't eliminate the wolf pack. Someone had to hold them off for the others to escape. "I'll hold them off, get everyone to safety" Mirabella's mother said out loud. "We can't leave you here. You'll die" Rafe's father spoke next. "I wasn't planning on living without my only child and husband" she looked into the eyes of the Alpha. " Let me join them in the after life"

My mom noticed my discomfort and she told me to behave normal and she tried cracking a joke to ease the tension but I ignored her but I won't deny the fact that I was relieved a bit. I walked into the restaurant with her and looked around before spotting a man siting alone at the far end of the restaurant and I confirmed it was him when my mom started working toward his direction. Hello dear, you must be Lucy the man said while standing up for a hug which I rejected immediately by hiding behind my mom. So sorry for that she is not comfortable with human contact, my mom said No problem, I understand. the man replied Actually I don't know his name that is why I am referring him as the man.

Soundtrack: (Memories by Maroon5)🎵🎶 Three months later... The butler who stood at the entrance to the Bestman inc. Handed him his fur coat efficiently as he sighted his boss's son stepping out of the elevator with some of the company workers, they were all engulfed in their deep conversations that they didn't notice anyone else around.