Shaman King Asakura Hao Novels & Stories

The trembling of her body gradually stopped as her hands gathered into fists, seemingly suppressing the surging waves of negative emotions that could fully taint her soul with all the darkness in the land. “The Royal Ark clan, King Regor, Crown Prince Rogeus, Princess Regina and…elder brother…” Asha’s murmured to herself as she took one last look at the temple before taking her steps down the mountain. The closer she approached the ruined buildings of the Blood Wolves clan, the heavier her body feels.

“Does your pack have a shaman as well?” Aaron nodded. He hadn’t noticed it until now, but it had become a lot easier to talk about his pack of late. “Amethyst Wolves are one of the older packs with a fairly well-preserved pedigree. We have a shaman, alright. He’s an asshat. Like most shamans.” Aaron’s mouth twisted into a wry smile. Keyah’s lips curved in response. “Oh. Most shamans are asshats?” Aaron gave a half shrug as he walked toward her. “At least the ones I have met. They’re too full of themselves. Most of them are only good for one thing–predicting if someone is your fated mate.”

I grumble, then look back at the man…then he bows. “Apologies if I have offended you, Alpha Fenriz. Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Kaen Asahi, and Umiko is my youngest sister,” he says with a slight Japanese accent, then smiles warmly at the woman in my arms. “A lot has happened since your beast put you under. Perhaps we can go to your office and, in detail, I will explain what has happened.” Well, fuck me.

The surrounding ruins swallowed the sound he made, a final rasp of defiance or pain. Then there was silence, Akira’s body limp beneath Asher’s blood-soaked paws. Breathing heavily, Asher shifted back into his human form, his skin smeared in crimson, hair wild, chest still heaving. He looked down at Akira, lifeless, and let out a guttural scream. Fury still pulsed through him, and he wished Akira would awaken, so he could kill him again for every person whom he killed that he loved. But he was forever still, and it was over. It was time to find Makena and claim his birthright.

And her emotions go haywire. “Ah, I’m dead.” Says Akihiko in his astral form (spirit form). “It looks like I underestimated that plant… Trying to breed with human kids so it could give birth to the queen, what an idiot.” Then he sees Ayame crying. “W-W-W-WHAT? WHY IS SHE CRYING?” and then he sees his half-eaten body. “Can't she see me….? Oye~! Ame! Why can’t she see me though? Weird.” He says and calls Pei.

he had opened his palm as if ready to dispatch him. "Let me rid of your dislike to her." the Aryan coldly said and everybody knew that Shambala will be a goner if not for the king's hunters who bravely approached him. "You're highness," Hakyi and Osiris had activated their optimal defense but some of the king's piercing aura still got through their flesh and cut their skins again. When the king had snapped his head to them without lowering his hand as if determined to kill the Shambala leader right on.

I am so royally f*cked, and not in a good way. "Tell me," the king says, "Do you know of the rumors about me?" What an odd thing to ask. "The half-wolf rumors?" I say. "Sure, who hasn't? People like to talk." "They're all true." Huh? True? Is the king actually insane? Sexy and crazy? Not my favorite combination, I have to admit. "I'm a shifter, Hera," he says. "I have no idea what that's supposed to mean," I respond.

King Burkano smiled devilishly as he attacked the one holding the flashing knife. Queen Asalea was able to avoid the attack of King Burkano but he was able to accidentally remove the hood that covers her head. Although her face has still its cover and her sunglasses are still intact and that the sun is still overwhelmed by clouds, Queen Asalea shouted out of surprise. There and then she became visible to King Burkano’s eyes.

"Only Shota knew her." "Why do you think she called me Kahlan?" Aurora asked further. "I think you just reminded her of her friend." Henry said. "She... was killed years ago, and Shota hasn't gotten over it." "That's sad." Aurora mumbled, snuggling into his embrace. "But Shota looked so terrified when she saw me, like she had seen a ghost." "Shota is a high priestess, you know.' Henry said. "It is normal for her to react that way when she sees something strange."

Alaric pointed at the mat opposite to him, on the other end of the table, “make yourself comfortable and join us for the meal.” “Thank you,” Asher nodded and sat down on the pillow. He guessed the formalities in the kingdom were sitting on mats instead of chairs. He was open to the new culture and was actually enjoying himself with the new changes. “This is the Wolf King and the demon prince of the land demons. Asher Alexander the third,” Alaric introduced. “My king, you have been addressing him as Wolf King, and I am confused at that, and I am sure everyone here is too. The wolf King we know cannot take a human form. Can you please explain to us?” The man in the Blue robe asked.