Uzumaki Mito Novels & Stories

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

Rosalies POV: I woke up with a splitting headache that had me feeling heavier than usual, making me come to an assumption of ōnoki the 3rd tuchikage paying me a visit during my time of obliviousness and using the: Doton kajūgan no justu, one that manipulates gravity allowing him to increase or decrease a persons weight at wish. I believe I haven’t mentioned it before, but I’m a huge fan of anime… or should I say Naruto in particular, seeing that most anime I’ve watched failed to ignite the same burning passion Naruto did. The sudden buzzing heard on my left side immediately pulls me out of my trance of thoughts, somehow lifting myself up I immediately put an end to the pathetic excuse of a s

The man next to me says. I turn to him, smiling a bit. Of course it is. I taught her myself. "Yes. It is." He smiles and stretches out his hand, "Yuri Uzumaki." "Light." I reply, shaking him. "Doctor Light." Small recognition comes to his face as he takes his hand away, still looking at me, "Oh. You must be a rich one." Oh yes. You wouldn't believe how much rich people would pay to see that their six year old dog doesn't pass away too early, student or not.

“Your Cassius is still alive and breathing.” When I didn’t speak. “Okay, let me show you his live video.” I gazed at the screen and a moment later the video started. I saw a man being tied to a chair his head hung limply, and his clothes were ripped and bloodied. He looked unrecognizable with little long hair and facial hair, but I knew he was him. Cassius. A hand shot out and gripped him by his hair. Cassius groaned, his eyes were closed.

Bima is forced to agree to Aslan's departure to the black forest to retrieve the orchid, Miftaha's only antidote. Hujan getting fed up of Miftaha's actions and worried about Aslan's life, finally made a pact with Miftaha. In order to protect Sunyi and Aslan, he promised to stay away. Sunyi who had just returned from the dead, did not know about the agreement between Hujan and Miftaha. She can't stand being ignored by Hujan, Sunyi chooses her own way to live. Back to being a Death Hunter. There is a dark side of Sunyi that Hujan doesn't know, Sunyi is the Death Hunter. She returned to the black world to forget her love for Hujan. Until she finally got a tough task, the warrant she received th

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

Akio is really Yūri, and she’s the daughter of a Yakuza boss. My mind hadn’t considered that Kitsune was connected to Yūri. I didn't want to believe that possibility. Even though it would make sense that Kitsune is connected to a Yakuza, there’s only one in the state. The next day I was back at work banging my head into the metaphoric brick wall as I was getting nowhere closer to catching Kitsune.

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.