Satori Tendō Novels & Stories

He got that sense of bad boy when you look at him. “Oh, excuse me.” The guy said. Then he walked past Jai and to the door, passing by Harris who’s entering the place. “Hey, you left me.” Harris faked a pout. But Jai wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the red haired guy who just left. Harris realized whom Jai was looking at. “Oh. That’s Satoru Hirabayashi.” “Who?” Jai looked at him. “Satoru Hirabayashi from the Hirabayashi clan. He’s one of the geniuses of this generation. He’s a very skilled hunter.” Harris said.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

Tengu Tengu (天狗, Tengu?) is a creature in Japanese legend. One of the mountain watchmen Kami, or yōkai closely related to eagles or crows. His attire is similar to that of the yamabushi priests who forged themselves in forests and mountains. Tengu have a long nose, red face, have a pair of wings, and very long fingernails and toenails. Tengu can fly freely in the sky while carrying a staff called a kongōzue, a large sword (tachi), and a leaf-shaped fan (hauchiwa). His work hinders people who want to study Buddhism.[1] His other name is Gehō-sama (外法様, magic lord?). In Japanese there is the expression Tengu ni naru which means "very proud of yourself". This expression probably comes from the

My shoulders tensed involuntarily. The stone walls of the tower seemed to close in, suffocating me. My breath felt short with panic. No matter how deep I tried to gulp the air down, my chest tightened as if an iron weight had settled on my lungs. “SATOR,” the demon chanted, its voice echoing from nowhere and everywhere at once. “You shall reap what I sow for you. I am Tethys AREPOS, your owner. TENET, I hold you as my own. OPERA, you shall do my deeds and work. ROTAS, until the wheels have turned three times.”

Dead! I flick the Katana sending blood flying before I sheathe it again. “Baron to issho ni yaritai koto o yari, horitsu o uragiru yuki no aru subete no hit oni messeji o okurimshou. Kore o Onryo no shiwazada to tsugeru.” (Do what you want with Baron, send the message to all who dares betray the laws. Tell them this is the work of the Onryo.)

Do share, comment, and review. Sora

his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. "Adam talks way too much sometimes," she said with a sympathetic shake of her head. "It's okay. Higan is also pretty blunt," I said. "It's called being honest," Higan corrected as he walked into the room and sat next to me. "I walk away for a moment and you are ready to slander me." I tensed when he rested his hand a little too high on my thigh, the balls of his fingers dipped into my inner thigh. I looked at the couple in front of me. They were talking about something and did not pay us any mind so, I relaxed a little.

It did not utter any single word as it waited for its master’s command. “Sora,” Santi called it, “You’ve been asleep for centuries. I bet you hadn’t stretched your muscles yet. How about you exercised for a bit?” The black irises of Sora slowly turned into purple. It had waited for its master to say it. Sora already felt its paws twitched in excitement. “Yes, master.” Sora said as it bowed its head. Afterwards, it turned into a black smoke as it disappeared in the room. Santi, who was left on his daughter’s chamber, raised his head for a bit while his eyes were closed. Then, the corner of his mouth rose. “I bet they would like the gift that I sent.” He said and laughed.

Caterina POV “Até, I wish I could say it was good to see you, but we both know that would be a lie…” “Oh Caterina, you wound me. Is that any way to greet your favourite cousin?” Até is the goddess of mischief, and my cousin. Technically, all the gods and goddesses are. All daughters of Poseidon are Sirens, and we all trained under Até. She is a master of leading men, both mortal and immortal down the path to ruin. She is beautiful and dangerous. Not someone I was hoping for us to encounter here.