Rosario Vampire Moka Akashiya Novels & Stories

As she opened the first dish, the aroma of the food she'd always craved rushed into her nostrils. “It's Tteokkbokki" She blushed, inhaling the aroma. " And your favorites too…" Asher winked, as soon as the waiter dropped the cake. It was a full cake —just for her. * * * * * * * _________ Manga's POV: Yes, it's me. I finally declared that I'm a Lycan wolf. At least, I won't be hiding it anymore even though I can't be like other wolves.

ASHINA’S POV The main door flung open with a thunderous crack, splinters raining down from the frame. "Boris!" I gasped, barely believing my own eyes. He stood there, like a storm brought to life. His golden eyes burned with fury as they swept across the room, locking first onto me—half-bound, drugged, trembling—then onto Farkas and the startled Lysara, who was actually still standing near the other door. I could not believe that all this time she was here, making sure Farkas would execute her plan! Such a shameless mother!

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

‘Perfect. “Sorry, I’m afraid I wasn’t asking. Now, come here!” The maid lunged forward with her hand outstretched. At that very moment, Yuki grabbed the vase and used her special skill. [Dead Eye] A mark appeared right on Marie’s forehead which made her stagger for a moment. Yuki’s hand moved fast and launched the vase towards the maid. CLANG! The vase smashed into pieces and exploded in a cloud of dirt. Marie coughed and groaned after she was hit but she quickly recovered.

After drinking only briefly, she whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry. I’m thinking I might make you into one of us. You’re such a good fuck, after all.” All I could manage was a whimper while I lied in a pool of my blood. I felt weak and indescribably tired. Soon the darkness would come. I welcomed it. “What have you done?” I heard Nevi roar from far away. I felt such peace. “I enjoyed your whore. Then I bit her,” Sasha cooed in a sultry, defiant tone. “I can see why you keep her, Daddy, she’s surprisingly yummy.”

Then the glass broke, Alexander felt the shards cut through his skin and get stuck in his flesh but he didn’t flinch…instead the pain helped him to stay clear headed because at some point, all he could see was red. “This…Cullen,” surprisingly his voice still worked, even though he sounded like a man that was about to go on a fucking rampage. “He had blue eyes?” Yuki inhaled deeply, “Yes, he did,” Alexander brought down the phone from his ear and searched for the first picture of Sergio he saw online. He sent the picture to Yuki and heard her gasp from the other line. “Is that him?” “Yes!” Alexander chuckled darkly, his eyes already clouded with blood lust. “Good,” he replied.

She found herself tracing the lines of his biceps, marveling at the raw power that lay beneath his skin. As they locked eyes, Aqua felt a surge of electricity pass between them, the intensity of their connection almost tangible. And in that moment, she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the taste of him against her mouth. Damon responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her closer. Aqua's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of his body as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. But as their kiss deepened,Aqua's mind began to wander. In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running

Luck must be on their side because it wasn’t their turn to become meat ribbons. The new mushroom boss wore a wide-brimmed purple hat with a gorgeous purple veil covering most of her body. Veiled Violet’s choice of weapon was that razor fabric obscuring her beauty. She was the embodiment of deadly grace that Oritha did not do well with. When faced with the beautiful porcelain doll-like assassin, not even Sasha knew who would draw the first blood. They were both dressed and poised to kill. Akiko learned the hard way when she collided head-on and suffered critical damage. Thankfully, the beautiful assassin boss did not know how to change her trajectory mid-charge. If Akiko could predict her cha

Her palm brushed the air and the silver thread lashed out, a single bright strand wrapping around the shadow’s arm and yanking it back. Mara spun, arrow nocked. “Got you,” she hissed and let it fly. The arrow grazed the attacker’s shoulder; he yelped and stumbled, cloak slipping. For an instant Ava saw his face: a young man with pale eyes, lips set in a grim line. Not a random assassin — someone from the Moot. He hissed something in a language she didn’t know and jerked free of the strand, bolting into the mist. The other two, still groggy, crawled after him. Within seconds the three shadows had melted back beyond the neutral ring, swallowed by smoke and silence.

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.