Shisui Novels & Stories

I ask, turning my attention back to Glendon. "You want to be a warrior?" Zach asks a look of shock on his face. "I want to be useful—and I think that I could be an asset," I say cautiously, thinking about how I created the gorge in the earth to keep the red-eyed wolves away. "An asset how exactly?" Please let this be the right move, I think as I turn to Glendon, ready to lay myself bare before the four other shifters in the room.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Everything between Eira and I was finally sealed. Throwing a short sleeve vintage shirt and a white tailored trousers on after taking my shower, I slid my feet into my white palm slippers. Fixing my wristwatch on my wrist as I watched my reflection from the mirror, I reached for my comb, styling my hair to the back. I picked up my favorite perfume, spraying quite a quantity. “Don’t choke me to death,” Red roared. “Fucking get use to it, Animal.” “I can’t ever get used to….” He was still speaking when I shut him out.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

She took a moment to appreciate the serenity and tranquility of the shrine, offering her prayers and reflecting on the harmony between nature and spirituality. For a taste of Tokyo's culinary delights, Luna ventured to Tsukiji Fish Market, the largest wholesale seafood market in the world. She arrived early in the morning to witness the vibrant auction and sample the freshest sushi and sashimi. Luna was captivated by the skill and precision of the sushi chefs as they crafted each piece of sushi with utmost care. The flavors exploded in her mouth, and she savored the exquisite taste of the ocean.

I knew they wouldn't answer back as to not give away my location and status to my prey. The delay had me making up the distance and by the time I cleared the first quarter of the maze, my target had disappeared. Slowing my steps I looked away at the hedges and the small trees planted amongst the bamboo chutes. I heard the breaking of a twig behind me and I stood still. "I wasn't expecting you to be out here. You of all people. You were one of my best soldiers Shields. I liked you." I went to turn but then the person spoke up again.

Justice would be served. Alexei's hand moved at lightning speed as he rolled a star-shaped weapon between his fingers. The shuriken must have been made of silver because the bloodsucker was wearing leather gloves, protecting himself from direct physical contact with the dangerous metal. With a fierce determination, he flung it at me. I dodged the attack with ease, my body bending and twisting like a serpent. Undeterred, Alexei hurled another shuriken at me, the sharp edges glinting in the sunlight. This time, my reactions were not fast enough, and I could not evade it completely. The shuriken grazed my bicep, drawing a line of blood that trickled down my arm. I hissed due to the burning pain

"Oh my god, you like him!" "Shut up," Raiden said. "We're just friends!" "You like him!" "Just shush!" Raiden muttered and went slightly red. "He makes me feel nice." "Does he make you all gooey and warm on the inside?" Tai asked sarcastically. "It's like there's fireworks whenever we touch," Raiden said. Tai froze. "I know that sounds cheesy, don't take the piss, Tai, but there's just something that feels right- and I know it's not been long-"

Sasha said, “the more I felt that Himiko wasn’t really a ghost. At least technically. She’s more of a doppelganger, you know, like in Bushinjutsu.” Bushinjutsu (Clone) was another specialty of Aki’s clan. She had yet to reach the mastery required to execute it and the most she could achieve was the Kosoku Zanzo Jutsu (Rapid Image). During the fight with Dragonkist Ryūjin near Pukkitunturri, for instance, Aki moved with such speed that she managed to leave behind fading but discrete images of herself.

No wonder I couldn’t express myself the way I wanted to. My eye caught on the Narwhal Imperial Stout. 10.2%, that’ll help drown out this humiliation. I leant across the bar to reach for it - “Koos kansloos!” Lars suddenly shouted. I think the drink had gone to his head already – he's getting even louder than normal.