Tengen X Mitsuri Novels & Stories

She met my gaze, her eyes reflecting determination. Isabella passed me the shimmering symbol, infused with ancient power—a crescent moon woven with intricate symbols of strength and unity. "Where do you want it?" I asked Benita. On my arm, she replied as she extended it. With careful precision, I pressed the heated metal against her forearm. She flinched, the sensation of heat and tingling spreading, but she gritted her teeth, steadfast through the marking. As I finished, the symbol glowed softly, marking her as my Luna and leader of the Moonrise pack.

It has been two days since Kenshi left and two days since Mizuko has started her training with Miranda every after their shop closes. Unfortunately, the very first time she tries to summon a magical arrow, she made a fool of herself. She was a failure and she would have buried herself on the ground if Kenshi had seen her.

she said sarcastically. “I’m pretty sure they don’t have that particular fetish,” Mitsuhide replied. “Well about eighty percent sure at least.” “Just eighty? Huh, that could be a problem,” she said chuckling looking out the window. “Just eighty, all of them have their kinks,” he said. “What are yours?” she asked. “I am still finding them,” he said with a smile. “You have any?” he asked. “Um, probably,” she said. “Well?” he pressed further.

“You know that is how mind control works?” Mitsuhide said softly. He was watching the young woman in front of him. Though she was the youngest of the group by a few years she had an aura about her that matched his wife’s in making her seem much older than she really was. He smiled at the thought that he could only deal with one woman like his wife but this other one wasn’t all that bad to add to the mix. Mitsuhide thought Max had lucked out the same way he did.

Tensha soon informed the people of the fighting plan as everyone took to their opponents while Tensha started fighting against Tiger King. Plants kept appearing trying to attack Tiger King, but Tiger King kept burning those plants with his fiery flames. "Earth Breaking Fist!" Tensha roared as he threw a punch out. Tiger King threw a punch out as well, but just before impact many vines appeared and grabbed Tiger King's hands and changing its momentum in a different direction but just a slight variation. This small disturbance was enough to have a large impact on the battle's outcome as Tiger King's punch missed while Tensha's punch struck Tiger King's head making him fly far away and crash on

"However, Shingen belongs only to me. But for his great work, I have no choice but to stop myself for now. But once he gets what he wants, I will personally kill that woman so she can see you in Hell. Even if you two can't sleep together, it's pretty romantic to be buried together!" said Mitsuki as she winked at Harvey and got inside her Toyota Century. "Darn it! No need for you to lift a finger, Sir. I'll kill them myself!" Tyson was the one to open his mouth and was about to charge the Islanders.

The woman smiled and patted Ejima's shoulders. They had stopped in the middle and as they waited, the door by the far side opened, and people that were clothed with leaves started toward their direction. There were men and women, but the population seemed to be paired. “Is this?” “Yes,” The woman nodded, “Twice they say is a coincidence. But thrice is definitely a sign. So tell me…” the woman's brow folded inwards. “Ejima, my name is, Ejima” “Ejima” The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?”

Tiago said as he took a deep inhale of my scent. "Fuck off, Tiago," I said as I gently push him off of me. "You better eat first. I can't have you suddenly fainting out of nowhere," Tiago said. We walked to the kitchen and Tiago served me some food. I slowly ate the food in front of me or else I'll just throw everything back up. "Martin gave another update. It seems like Lorenzo is training Avery really hard for the past two months. He looked entirely different now," Tiago said as he showed me a picture of Avery.

Then it happened. The mate bond snapped into place like a lightning strike—wild, burning, undeniable. A wave of raw energy pulsed between us. My heart pounded, and I could feel his heartbeat echoing mine. Our auras flared—mine soft blue, his blazing gold—and they tangled in a brilliant, shimmering dance. I gasped and pressed a hand to my chest. “Ryu...” He was already on his feet, closing the distance. His hands found mine—warm, solid, grounding. “You feel it too?”

“And you, Mr. Velazquez.” As they drank, Lana caught the scent of bat-shifters wafting through the bar. Roman’s nose tilted up and his eyes narrowed as he glanced around for the source of the smell. In the wild, tigers might not have a very strong sense of smell, but it still beat humans’ any day. At a table in a corner not far away, a female pair of bat-shifters kissed in the dark, tops off, black bras exposed to the enhanced night-vision of the tiger-shifters in their midst.