Rika Furude Novels & Stories

"Have you seen the beast carrying on Shan Yang’s arms?" One of the female companions that are hanging near beside the patriarch’s daughter Shan Xiaoxi, was screaming in excitement, holding the piece of newly dried animal fur in her hand. Seeing the fur on the beast on Shan Yang’s shoulder itself is already looks so beautiful, whiter than what she is holding, unlike what she has is a little dark and it doesn't look good at all, and it feels like being happy over it yesterday from one of her suitor’s sounds very stupid at all.

Noticing Aurora's eyes flash purple with her wolf, something just as needy and majestic swimming in her hues. "Come play with me, little wolf!" Fury moaned, tightening his grip on Aurora's hair to tilt her head to the side, loving the way she dug her nails into the flesh of my arm to try and push away from me. "Or pull closer!" Fury added before turning his attention back to his prize.

Reluctantly, Ares dropped the chunk of fur into my palm. “What is it, then? If it isn’t black?” Cendres cocked his head at me. I grinned. “It’s sable.” “And?” Cendres was being even slower than usual. Everyone ignored him again. “Are you sure?” asked Ares, snatching the fur back from me. “Hold it up to the light. It’s got brown undertones.” “Can someone please explain what this means,” Cendres groaned. “I don’t get it.”

A rare gem that shouldn’t exist in this realm. Copper red fur is rare. The only other being who has a tinge of red fur is Britney O’Shea and that in itself makes her special. River Kincaid? She isn’t just special, she’s out of the ordinary.

Tiffany teased, winking at Furina. Furina laughed, shaking her head. "It's not what it looks like, Tiffany. Harrod was just being a good friend." Lizzy smiled softly. "Well, it's good to see you smiling, Furina. We've been worried about you." Harrod cleared his throat, still blushing. "I should get going. Goodnight, Furina. And thank you, Tiffany, Lizzy." "Goodnight, Harrod," Furina said, watching him as he walked back to his car, a small smile playing on her lips.

Technology continues to evolve, and consumer expectations continue to shift. After talking about business, Mister Fukuda introduced her only daughter and grandchildren. "I just wanted to introduce you to my daughter Fumiya Harah and her triplets Nikolai, Haruko and Kenji." Mister Fukuda said with a smile. The four went up to the stage and were very impressed by Harah's beauty and beautiful eyes. They heard various whispers. "The children's faces look familiar, what? They look like they have the same face?" said by some of the guest.

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

"Udele na agwuba. Mba, ha enweghi njiko obula (There is no relationship between a Vulture and a shaving blade)" Ejima lifted her head to the voice of the Dibia. The woman had not changed since the last four months they met. Her features were still small and gnostic. Tattered hair and clothing, with white cowering hanging here and there, matched the colours of the skulls on her staff but contrasted the dark-hooded eyes. The only significant thing that seemed to have changed in her appearance was the white ceremonial chalk lines that masked her face.

He will live the way he wants". This time Mile spoke. He had enough of the woman. "Who... Ohhhh look. The mouse is back". Bella laughed mockingly. "Yes, the mouse is back. But don’t forget this mouse can kill a lion. I was a weak person back then. No money, no status to fight for my son. But now, don’t you dare put a finger on him because now you have to face me. Mile Lawson the owner of the biggest fruit and vegetables chain in the country. I am no more the Mile who would dance to your chords.

"W-what? But how did you do all that?" ”That is an innate skill of a wolf, Fajra. We're born fast, and with a strong senses compared to other being." I gulped and avoided his stare. My eyes almost locked into him because of the mixture of fear and awe. My lips cracked because of a raw smile and I shook my head convincing myself not to believe him. ”That's not true. No." I shook my head continuously. My eyes went to his direction again but he was not there anymore. My system went cold.