Uzumaki Mito Novels & Stories

Lyra whispered urgently. "They aren't just drones," Valerius whispered, his violet eyes glowing with a terrifying clarity. "I can smell them. The Black-Sun Assassins. They’ve bypassed your static. They're already in the basement." At that exact moment, the reinforced doors at the end of the corridor twisted violently then exploded inward. Three figures stepped through the flames. Each assassin held a weapon. Dusk-Blades—weapons designed to sever the connection between a shifter and their primordial form.

I answered before I could think. “Hahahaha.” He broke into laughter. “You sure are so stubborn. I miss that about you. I’ll let you know when we are going to meet, or you can start saying your goodbyes to Kilhan. I’ll destroy him if that’s what it takes to get to you. And I won’t do it alone. Alpha Darius Gomez will be with me.” Before I could respond, he hung up. My breathing grew intense and sweet began to ooze out of my pores. I wasn’t myself anymore.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

" the Akash master uttered with hate. Suwa Hiromoto continued, "As the only espionage and ninja expert, I, Suwa Hiromoto, will impress you. No other expert in the country can infiltrate like me! That's not my combat ability yet! And I, Suwa Hiromoto, enthroned you to be my follower!" Master Aakash's face paled, but it was Suwa Hiromoto who didn't care about the change in Master Aakash's face. He stood up and started to get angry. "What do you mean Suwa? I haven't even finished my words!" Master Aakash retorted.

It was a deadly skill and one which can only be used by a swordmaster. A swordmaster? Ugo's lips parted with smiles. Her father was the master of all masters. She hasn't seen anyone in the village that can match his skill. Even though he had surrendered his weapons to the King and had picked up farm work from the dust, he still was the best. He will always be, despite the nickname, Mmiri (water), or whatever tag the village people have placed on him.

she informed. Drake stood up from his seat beside his stray. “What do you mean it is fake?” he questioned. Millie bit her lower lip, finding a good answer. “I-It’s. . . it’s not the antidote, alpha. The poison on Emily’s body was deadly and rare to find for its antidote.” She answered, looking down at the ground. “I... I think we should start to find the lotus flower and the neem plants at Mount Doqu, alpha.” Millie said, her lips trembling.

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

With a sigh of relief Akihiko says- “Finally! Now, I’ve got to find a better spot to play in… Hm…” “Aki!” “Hm? Oh, Mitsuru!” he says after waving at his friend who was walking towards him. Akihiko was a very gloomy looking boy and had black hair. His eyes were as red as blood and he had dark circles under his eyes. Meanwhile, his friend Mitsuru was comparatively good-looking and was popular in class as well. When Mitsuru walked to Akihiko, a girl appeared from behind him and looks at Akihiko. They both stare at each other in disgust-

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

Sasuke replied. “I would like to hear what they princess has to say.” Mitsunari replied. “I am very much a piece of everything. I do feel the war within myself which is why I could not let you all battle, regardless the want or desire for all of you. I know you all have been around much longer than I but I feel the battle and every loss much more than you. The battle would have killed me as well. Mitsuhide did not take advantage of me. He only sought to shield me from being even at more of a war with myself. From the start of my knowledge of what was going to happen only the angels sought to change my perceptions. I had no idea they were teaching me anything as I thought my lessons were drea