Shinra X Hibana Novels & Stories

The butterflies in my belly flapped happily. “Thanks for saying yes.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him, “you know there was no way I would have said no.” “It's still expected of me to ask.” He grinned. Sighing, I placed my head on his chest, letting him rock me slowly. My life didn't have to end awfully in the end. I have been reborn to take the place of my father, and fight for the eternal freedom of my people. I am the reborn Luna Kira and I have come to live.

To make matters worst, other Alpha’s and their Luna’s started to show up. “Luna Queen Dianna.” I turned to look and saw that it was Luna Hana of the black shadows pact. She was tall and her red hair was cut into a bob. Her skin was pale making her honey brown eyes stand out. I gave her a warm smile one a queen should give. “And how are you Luna Queen?” She asked me.

explains Hanie wisely. Xion ruffles his hair, exhales tiredly after hearing the explanation, and mutters, "I won't let that man hurt Naara again." "Do you like Naara?" asks Hanie carefully. Xion gasps and shakes his head quickly. "No. Naara is my best friend. How can I like her as the opposite sex," evades Xion. Hanie raises an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? It's very rare to only have friendship between two people of opposite sexes, with no feelings for each other," says Hanie teasingly.

Shaba says and lunges forward only to fall flat on her face. Rhiannon spoke softly. “Your wolf will not work here. None of them can attack me.” Rhiannon said. “My wolf may not be able to, but I most certainly can.” Shaba says getting up and lunging at the goddess again. Each time the 2 made contact Shaba would get images of the future. She saw Keyne and Felan happy. She saw them playing with little ones in a world so beautiful like it had never been touched or plagued with war.

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

she says, offering him a warm smile, which he returns. “Until my death and even after,” he says with reverence, causing me to blush. This man has such a way with words! Hanabi steps forward with Arkyn in her arms. “And this is our little nephew!” she exclaims. I should have known the second Hikari’s smile dropped from her face that something was wrong; her bottom lip starts to tremble, and she takes a tentative step toward Hanabi. She looks at Fenriz and me, then at Arkyn before she places a hand on his forehead and cries out as if she’s just touched a hot pot lid.

I began. “Okay, before you go further. You said Auðr’s living descendents are the Darby members of Ombres Sanctifiées. I know that pack and the Darby family. I did a bit of digging since Tuesday. Shikoba is Léonel’s cousin. She’s a human that’s mated to Persephone’s guard. It was a bit crazy when she and Shannon learned their dad is the illegitimate son of François Darby.” Hana interjected.

She blocked, barely, and the impact jarred her bones. Another attacked from the side. She dodged, rolled, came up swinging. Cut one across the eyes. It howled, stumbled back. But there were still five more. And Kira wasn’t done with the door. Okay. New plan. Don’t die. The rogues circled her, coordinated now, intelligent. These weren’t mindless beasts. These were soldiers. The largest one a massive male with scars covering his body smiled. Actually smiled. “The new Luna,” he said, his voice a rasp. “Ravenna sends her regards.”

She pointed to the one sheet he could understand. "Back at my house, you heard I was kidnapped." She has a monotone expression while saying it. "That organization was a supplier before they were taken down. But they discovered buyers. One of them," she looked at Kurai. "was Hyakuya Yahiko. He is better known as Shinra." Kurai raised his brows in surprise. "My old man?"

Their eyes held an ancient quality, and power seemed to radiate from them like heat. Lycans. An ancient bloodline with abilities that regular werewolves didn't possess. The carriage stopped in front of the main palace entrance, where a group of people waited. All of them were strikingly beautiful, all of them radiated that same primal power. Bastian exited first, then turned to help Lyra down. As her feet touched the ground, she felt dozens of eyes assessing her, weighing her, judging her worth. "Everyone," Bastian said, his voice carrying easily despite the mask. "This is Luna Lyra, my honored guest. She will be staying with us for the coming month as part of a cultural exchange with Crest