The Nagatoro Saga Novels & Stories

Jesse crashed straight into the door, hitting it so violently that the door flew off the hinges with a loud bang. “Jesse!” I screamed. “Get in here!” “Can I come in?” he asked, a strange question, that made me wonder if he’d hit his head a little too hard. “Yes,” I said. “Come in!” He hobbled in, bleeding profusely. Droplets of blood staining the hard wood floor. Jesse stood in the doorway, glaring at his attacker, who was still seeing red, clearly blind with rage. Jonathon’s sinister gaze swept over me and my heart began to thunder in my chest. I

"Calm down nothing will happen to me after all you are with Nagara right.." " So what you know that guy is crazy he went out just now so you gotta come back like now." Cutting off the line l continue to pursue my quest l can't back away now l am close. Mother... Father l am about to know the cause of all this. I promise l will take revenge. Seeing the tallest building here in Kyoto l know l am here. Looking at the building in front of me brings out some joy,l observe the staff as each and every one of them seemed to have weapons. Some in open with guns.

Every time she shows me a smile, I feel my conscience stabbing me, I don't know how to tell her that her nephew has something to do with my father's death, I can't understand how all this is happening. We went into the cellar of vases full of wine to arrange them. According to Aunt Akiyama there will soon be a festival, my favorite festival, tanabata festival, the blissful festival of the stars, my mother used to tell me about that legend "the princess and the shepherd. Orihime the Weaver Princess, was the daughter of Tentei the Heavenly King. Orihime wove splendid cloth on the banks of the Amanogawa River. Her father loved her fabrics, and she worked hard day after day to have them ready, b

The sand rolled about, forming weird symbols over the board. "No pall of darkness has ever before enveloped this holy land," the Hora uttered the words slowly, leaning over the board as if he was reading those signs. "You shall go on otherworldly quests, enter a fire-lit realm where no living soul has ever gone. When ashes fall from the roaring sky, you shall lead the Naga race to the Great War. The fate of the living—and the dead—rest upon you, O the great destroyer."

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

It’s among one of those house spirits that I like having in my house, apart from some Zashiki Warashi—a Japanese house spirit—that came crashing in my house about a few days ago and was staring at me doing my work and training, I’m glad that they finally lost their interst on me and decided to leave. I just don’t really know how they got to America from Japan. I slid open the sliding door to leave a little bit of space, big enough for my Elaium to enter the house. Since the time Noel left earth, the spirits that gathered around me has increased significantly. It was as if they thought of me as their guardian that protects them from harm. It’s hard to tell them that I’m just some amateur mage

It was mine to protect, and mine to destroy if I made the wrong choice. Two sentries lowered their heads as I passed. “Alpha,” one greeted softly. I nodded once and kept walking. Inside the main hall, the air smelled of smoke and cedar. Warriors trained in the courtyard below, their movements sharp and fast. Ronan stood near the balcony, arms crossed, watching them. He turned when he saw me, his expression calm but unreadable. “You look worse than the last time I saw you,” he said quietly. I ignored the comment. “Anything new at the borders?”

" U-Uncle?!" Nagisa's Uncle laid dead before her face. He had been stabbed in the chest in cold blood. Nagisa raised her face to glared at the last man in the shadows. He came up into the beam of moonlight and stood before everyone. Sienna gasped when she saw me. " Jericho?!" I stared straight into Nagisa's eyes, fearlessly. My entire body was marked with deep wounds and cuts sustained from my fight with Horuto. In my right hand, I held Horuto's sword.

he laughed and the dwarf prince joined him. This is no time for jokes, brother! We are under attack, people are dying. Get on your dragon, we must get to the gates now!" as I talked to my brother, a unit battalion of Hirotoki warriors marched toward us, led by my childhood friend, Nagadeisu Hiritoki. "Hello, old friend," he greeted. "Naga, my friend. I see you now lead your own battalion." "Yes, and here we are, saving your butts again," he smiled.

The latter found himself on all fours after the impact of many blades on his back and raised his head with a shrill cry like a wolf to the moon. Ragnar hastily pulled up the rope he was holding after he dropped the hanging bar and spotted among the hanging objects the longest and broadest animal spine that still had long, curved and sharp ribs. He swung several times to reach the huge carcass and hoisted himself up on it with a little effort. He glanced quickly below him and to the ground, he saw the giant who was on all fours, being tortured by the girl and crying to death. The colossus was right in the middle of the room, below the gigantic spine on which the little hunchback stood proudl