Shai Yota Shrine Novels & Stories

"He's busy. It's fine. We'll bring Kiara out of that place ourselves. When we get in there, think of any way to bring her out. Leave with her as soon as you can, alright?" In the driver's seat, Harry instantly frowned. "What if Darren keeps you there then?" "Even if he keeps me there, he can't do anything to me." After a pause, Yuna decided to call Ashton. "It's me, Mr. Yale." … When Yuna and the others reached Salt Oasis Spa, customers were heading in and out. She led Harry and Sherry inside. The security standing there saw her and immediately stopped them. "May I know if you're Ms. Feron?"

Even though today wasn’t their wedding day, they were exhausted after the long day too. Kissing his wife on the forehead, Tyr looked at her with a gentle expression and said, “Go to sleep, darling. We’ll be here for the next few days. Where do you want to go sightseeing? I’ll take you there.” “Mae Nak Shrine,” Winifred replied after a moment of silence. “Mae Nak Shrine?” Tyr had a puzzled look on his face. “What’s that place?” You’ve never heard of Mae Nak Shrine? Sigh… Have you not seen the movie about Mae Nak? She is a very famous love goddess in Thailand,” said Winifred, staring at her husband incredulously.

For a man that served deities that were against development, they had excluded him from their rules. The Chief's wife received me at the entrance. She was courteous. I was asked to wait for him in his shrine. The shrine was the opposite of the house. It was built from clay and looked extremely diabolic, as backward as Rayuwa was. Maybe the deities were genuinely allergic to development. The statues of the gods he served were placed on their altar. He had a bull skull hanging on the wall. It represented a deity because it had its chantry. The place was scary. I was so scared that I opted to wait outside the shrine. Chief Boka did not keep me standing for long. He arrived quite confused.

I didn’t know why but I felt this spark within me, like I was proud of Aiden when someone said good things about him. Isaac said, “Still can’t see Uncle Jin’s little ryokan.” He was right. None of us could see any sign of it—a Japanese-style building similar to the ones back in town, with maple and Sakura trees and a Japanese stone garden with hot springs. Noah said, “We’ll see it soon enough.” Higa-san said, “But it’s right there.” Isaac said, “Nope. Can’t see it. I give up.” A few minutes later the van maneuvered into the driveway of that massive nine-story building. Naturally, we all stared in shocked surprise at the sign displayed in big letters, in both Japanese and English: Lake Aoi Re

He was no longer the filter; he was a part of the pack, and his mind was clear. Ren Tanaka drove with both hands locked around the wheel, his gold eyes shifting constantly to the rearview mirror. He told Laila that the entrance to the final vault wasn't inside a castle or a bank. He explained that it sat beneath the Fujisan Hongu Sengen Taisha the ancient head shrine that had been built at the base of the mountain over a thousand years ago to pacify the volcanic spirits. The Kurogane syndicate had controlled the shrine’s inner sanctum since the Meiji restoration, using the sacred hot springs beneath the courtyard as a natural cooling system for the Aegis extraction machinery.

Leslie said, and I sighed. “I’ve missed hot spring baths.” The train stopped, and we headed for one of the popular temples in Kyoto – Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine. We took a lot of pictures with a temple guide giving the history of the temple. I didn’t believe in any gods, unlike my parents and Leslie is Christian, so I couldn’t understand his fascination with temples. “Should we buy a charm or two? Maybe a souvenir?” Leslie asked. “Kid, these god statures aren’t for decorations and children touch things they shouldn’t. Let’s stick with the papers that won’t leave the temple.” I instructed and picked up a charm.

Shota said, glancing at the faint glow emanating from Reyana's back through the light nightwear she had on. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Shota's statement brought more questions than clarity. What did she mean by that? As if Shota was reading her mind, she spoke, "Beware of those you trust in your dreams, Reyana. Not all things are the way they seem," Shota cautioned, rising to her feet, "Farewell, priceless," She smiled lovingly at Reyana, showing her to the door before she even had the time to reason out Shota's last words.

“Okay, then.” That’s all she heard from Jared but his poker face remained. He put down his hands, open the door and motioned the inside. She sniffles, wiping her own tears and went inside. It was hard to know what Jared thought of her outburst. He didn’t even say much so it was making her nervous. “So, which shrine is it?” Jared questions. “The one in Fahreitte hill,” she answered. “It’s quite the long drive. Thirty to an ho—“

’’ A familiar voice said behind her, and she turned to see Leywin. The expression on his face wasn’t as friendly as it had been a while back, but at least he was not angry either. That counted for something, Shira thought to herself. ‘’Vivarium – goddess of the shapeshifters. Is it not sone kind of blasphemy to name your horse after a shapeshifters goddess – it should be treason perhaps.’’ She said eagerly, trying to make conversation. She desperately wanted a friend, someone who did not look at her with scorn or mockery in his eyes.