Shigaraki Novels & Stories

She tugged her hands out of Dawn’s and set them alight. “One crispy Siren it is then”, the blackette said. ~0~ Couple hours later… Lena paced up and down near the tree where Bryce was killed. She stopped when the Siren appeared. “At last I get to meet Lena McKenzie”, she said as she sauntered up, hips swaying. “You know my name but I don’t know yours”, Lena said folding her arms “I suppose I could just call you crispy calamari”. Mikaela laughed “that’s really sweet, the little witch wants to burn me”, she said mockingly, slowly circling Lena.

The girl’s name was Yuri Kirisawa, now Phantom XIII of the Hati elites. In Shinjuku, located in the Tokyo district of Japan, was the headquarters of Hati. The headquarters looked like any normal place of work – looking almost like an ordinary office building. But the members of Hati, as well as the top government officials of Japan who knew about Hati’s existence knew better; things are not always as they seemed.

Mizu was in awe seeing new and bright things outside the window of the running train. The bright pink flowers of fully bloom Sakura tree, the sparkling blue water of the sea, the conical mountain with snow cups on the top, the red tori gate she saw in the distance, the shrines, the skyscraper buildings that even her eyes can't see the top, and the crowded people wearing gallant clothes much better than the people she saw in town. She was so overwhelmed seeing new things that she can't stop her mouth to gape open.

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

I went to the one of the custom-made Porsche we owned and though I could drive, I had the driver take me to school. School was school as usual and I went to my locker. I was bringing out my notes when Chase came up to me. "Hey Satanika. You look beautiful." He complimented me making me smile. I wasn't smiling for the compliment. I was smiling because he imagined how I would look like if I was in one of those Japanese school uniforms animes sportswear which are extremely short. I was beautiful I had to admit and had this anime girl look. My hair was crimson, eyes bright red, long lashes, button nose, tiny lips, pale skin and was five foot seven inches.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Archie answered frankly, as is. "Ah yes. I almost forgot. You are a Hybrid." mumbled Lyla. "Yeah... Anyway, that's how it is. So, don't be surprised if in the future I do this in a hurry like now." Archie said firmly – wanting to tell and explain at the same time, worried that in the future Lyla would still ask the same question. *** It didn't take long for the two to arrive at the border between the black forest, Eastwood and the East West District. The place where he first met Damien Skarsgard, a place that has bad memories and history in his life.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

As I walk towards the main building, I bang with someone but as I am too busy to look for a notice board, I only manage to say sorry without even looking at that person. I see a large notice board and walk towards it and check my classroom number and floor. Luckily it's in the first floor. I climb the stairs. As I approach my new classroom, I see a tall guy standing in the door way. He is wearing a gray sweatshirt and black trousers and white converse. His features appear to be quite familiar and I suddenly feel my heart rate increasing. I just pray that I am wrong as I move closer to the doorway. He turns around and I feel as if my heart will stop beating. I am completely clueless and shock