Satoru Mikami Novels & Stories

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

"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.

he half gritted. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable over there...” “I wouldn’t say I felt uncomfortable but damn you shouldn’t be making enemies with Samantha. She is one of the strongest of the pack and she has Arthur’s back.” I turned towards him. “Oh, does she? Because he fuvked her in the past?” “Aw! You got a foul mouth too.” he groaned helplessly. “I’m sorry, I’m not usually this way. If Arthur has her back, then I have yours, don’t I?”

This ritual was most effective because they could listen in on the rogues conversation and hear whatever they were saying. Damien turned his eyes and saw Ariel standing at the corner, their eyes clashed and he immediately looked away, to avoid ruining the ritual. Everything needed to be perfect, he needed everything to be perfect. "Tobias, I hereby bestow upon you Gamma of this pack," he said, as he slit his blood and dropped it on Tobias's forehead. Everyone gasped immediately because that was an unusual event. There hadn't been a gamma for a very long time, they were all surprised.

She answers him, still holding my shirt and hiding behind me. “Hold up. Hold the fuck up.” Damian says. Looking very closely at Justin. “That can’t be right. Because if she’s who I think she is, then we are all dead.” “Who do you think she is?” I ask him. “The man who attacked us, killed my mother, and take Adrian.” Nobody answered him. We just exchanged glares. “Ohhh my fucking moon goddess. Are you fucking kidding me?” “You don’t say a curse word and call the Moon goddess in the same sentence,” I warn him.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."