Rika Seto Novels & Stories

Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came. Slowly, I turned to face her. Marissa. Or Tatiana, as she’d once been called. Her true name, the name that she was born with. I refused to want to see her as a Marissa, the weak woman that she has become. But then again, names were irrelevant now. She was a different woman now, a different person. She stood before me, bathed in the eerie glow of the setting sun filtering through the shattered windows, her hair cascading around her face, eyes glinting with dark amusement. My breath caught at her beauty, as perfect as the day I’d lost her, no, as perfect as the day she betrayed me. As perfect as I've seen her, and

“Huh? But Satou is a boy.” “…What?” Risa took off the straw hat, revealing a clean, short haircut. “I’m Satou Rishi from the baseball team. Same pronunciation, different kanji.” Takuto’s knees buckled. He nearly collapsed. Fate is messing with him. “You seem nervous,” Rishi said, unpacking. “Your face has been pale ever since we got off the bus.” Takuto stared at the nape of Rishi’s neck—there had been a red mole there in Risa’s past life—but it was hidden under the collar.

They may be strong, but they’re not strong enough to take on an army of nagata. “I see we picked an interesting time to come in,” sounds Yildiz’s voice. I look over as Yildiz and Setia enter the room. Last time I saw Setia she was screaming on the forest floor, writhing in pain while it looked as though her face was peeling off. Here she stands looking like nothing happened. She looks stunning as ever with her gold glittering skin, platinum pixie hair, black ribbed turtleneck, navy blue skinny jeans and thigh-high black boots. However, she’s looking at me with an expression I can’t understand.

"Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that" "Excellent work, Tanabe!" "Thank you, sir." Kurosava hung up the phone and looked at Vivian's magazine photograph on his phone's wallpaper. "Now, I can meet you, my love." - To be continued

Does this human even know who I am? RYAN BURN THAT FUCKING CALENDAR. Dakota howls in my head. Suddenly, I notice Ethan checking out someone behind me. I swiftly turn my head so fast that my neck makes a cracking sound, I see Rita holding a coffee mug. She talks with Ethan. I find her blushing in-between while Ethan stares down at her clothes, lips and gives her handsome smirks. I could feel someone squeezing my heart. Break this bitch's neck. How dare she be flirting with our mate in front of us! Kill her slowly Ryan, I want to hear her screams.

Kate Training had become my main focus for the month after my two-week sabbatical from life. I trained in the morning one on one with Reid, my Beta and John Langille, our head warrior, and head trainer. Both of them ensuring I was in peak fighting condition. I loved training with them – they never held back. They weren’t afraid I would break and understood the only way I could protect myself was by fighting me with everything they had.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

They shrieked at the same time, so I covered my ears because otherwise, my eardrums might break. "Hey! Don't scream! Shame on you! You might make her deaf!" said Kristel. "Oops! Sorry idol, "they said while making a peace sign. "It's alright," I said. "I'm Beann Ryztle Arcangel" introduced the skinny, brunette who had chinky eyes. "I'm Rica May Rubin," said the skinny, beautiful woman. "I'm Nicole Ragusta," said the tall woman who was wearing eyeglasses. "Annyeong! I'm Lindsay Ann Castro. Beann's cousin" said the woman who is only of average height and looks like a silent type and obvious kpop fan.

“This cannot exist.” Aria slowly lifted her head. When she looked at him, something fundamental had changed within her. There was no rage or vengeance, only calm certainty. For the first time in her life, she no longer appeared to be someone apologizing for taking up space in the world. She stood straight, calm, and immense. Ancient power moved quietly beneath her skin with complete control and no trace of chaos. The southern king whispered hoarsely, “What are you?”