Ryuk Novels & Stories

“But yes… there are some Lycans involved.” Both of them froze. “YOU’RE IN THE RURIK MANSION?!” Jenn yelled. “Don’t shout, I’m wearing earphones!” Susan laughed even harder now. “Susan, are you with Dmitry Rurik?!” Carla narrowed her eyes. “The boss, the sexy albino who’s like a Russian vampire, but the werewolf version?” “He’s two meters away from me, drinking tea with a face that says he’ll lock me in a tower if you scream any louder.”

I said. “Any friend of Garren’s is a friend of ours,” Mildred said. Her black hair was pulled back into tight braids. Her skin was dark and free from any scars Her left ear pierced like Garren’s. Her grey eyes swirled with flakes of gold. “We look forward to tracking down Ryuu for you. So incredible that you got to meet her.” Hunter said. He was just as tall as Garren, but he wasn’t as built. His hair was completely shaved, and a tattoo of a dragon skull went up the side of his head. Scars painted his honey skin like tattoos. I noticed his left ear was also pierced. It must be some kind of form of honour once you are accepted as a warrior.

The flickering torches lining the chamber walls did little to ease the coldness in the air. The room—part occult sanctuary, part tomb of forgotten rituals—held centuries of whispers embedded into its stone. At the center, seated on a throne carved from black obsidian and bone, sat Solmyra, her hollow eyes fixed on the curling smoke that rose from a shallow bowl. Her silvered hair cascaded over her shoulders, glowing faintly under the runes etched into the ceiling above her. She looked tired, though the word didn’t quite suit her. She was not old in the traditional sense—Solmyra had long outlived the body she was born in.

"Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!" Lei Tianrui and the others jittered. They had done enough research to know more about their enemy. Yamamoto Kusakara was one of them. He was not on the top list of the powerhouses in Japan, but he had already reached the third level of Covert Power.

JD said. “Mom and Dad will be thrilled. They love the girls.” Renzo smiled and JD smiled back at him. Renzo then turned to Miko again. “What did you find in Cupid’s laptop.” “I’m still deciphering some codes and passwords but I got some information about their boss. He called himself ‘Hercules’ and it was rumored that he was on par with Black Dragon’s skills.” Miko reported. Renzo scoffed in response and glance at the now expressionless JD. “Well, let’s see about that.”

Unless I went into human territory, I couldn’t afford to complain about what I wore. Now feeling fresh, I flipped open the folder with Ryker’s name on it. A few hours into reading it, I learned there wasn’t much personal information on him. Most of it was just his qualifications, his skill set, why he was stationed here, a bunch of useless information, and a few pages of classified information. Not that I didn’t enjoy reading it, but it told me nothing about who he was as a person. I could understand why he was the Alpha, and he was the one tasked with finding a cure. Until now, I didn’t realize there were werewolves immune to the virus.

said Ater haughtily. Logan understood what the superweapon was. He nodded and waved his hand. "We don't need nuclear weapons to kill him." Kaiser hastily said, "We are sure that you're more than capable of taking down this fiend, but we don't know where he comes from. Also, he seemed more powerful than us." Lady Violet caught up to them and said, "This man is called Yik. He's a Grade 4 Chrysopoeia practitioner from the Oceanus Galaxy."

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

There's a boy on the floor of the cave, he wears a white t-shirt and a black pants although most of his shirt already a scrap, the boy looks skinny and with a brown hair that reach his neck, his body bloodied because he just took out 8 of his evil pieces from his body because the corruption they cause to his body and he supposed to die because there's never a history of a reincarnated devil stay alive after they lose their evil pieces from their body. The boy name is Issei Hyodou the current host of the Sekiryuutei or known as The red dragon emperor or called Y Ddraig Gooch and he's also known as chichiryuutei (oppai dragon) because of his love of boobs.

"And before I forget, if a thing doesn't linger in your brain for about 5 seconds, the caster cannot hear it. Atleast that was the record of the fastest reader I've known." Right now, I am so much sure about one thing, indeed, I am the reason why Ruka reacted like that. The girl didn't like me and I insulted her even more. Did I just sign myself into a death wish? Will she come for me later? Maybe at midnight? My own thoughts were scarying me more that I'm already was. "And lastly, the decendants of Meniah. Red-eyed kierikos who can transform themselves into wild creatures." I looked at him closely, he had those kind of eyes. I patiently waited for him to fill me with details but he didn't s