Yamamoto Akane Novels & Stories

Chapter 56 "I'm sorry," cried the woman, whom he called Angela. The woman named Angela has a slender body, tall, fair skin with long wavy blonde hair. Aluna hastily got up and hugged the beautiful sharp-nosed woman. "Relax, everything will be fine, okay." Angela gently rubbed Aluna's back. "Aluna Welas, who is she?" asked the flat voice of a middle-aged woman, with a rather quirky make-up. Aluna Welas let go of her embrace and looked in the direction of the voice's master.

There were two shots, a lot of screams, another three gunshots and blood, Camden tensed, everything happened so fast he didn't even have time to react. "Do not touch Lady Ahmya! Our master will hear of this!" One of her bodyguards shouted while the other shot the man and removed his glasses and hat. He was a normal human, why did he do that? "This is bad, the Yamatos are very influential people, and she's the only girl of the Yamato clan as of this generation, the Dark won't like this," Knoxx muttered and went over to help calm down the bodyguards.

she annouced refereing yo me. My cheeks heat up in embarssmemt as I struggle to . Sage’s Mum send a knowing look. Oh crap! ••• I stood before the floor-length mirror in my room, mesmerized by the stunning dress draped across my body. Sage had sent it to me earlier that morning, with a note. The gown was a masterpiece. Silk or satin, I couldn't tell, but it shimmered in the light, accentuating every curve I possessed. The fitted bodice highlighted my waist, cinching in just the right places. The skirt fell in soft folds around my legs, the hem grazing my ankles.

Almost all were elderly, pregnant, and children. Scattered across the floor in front of the packhouse were the bodies of forty-eight warriors fallen in battle. It was an image that broke the heart of anyone who looked at it. Little by little, the parents, wives, husbands, and children of those who had fallen knelt down to mourn the loved ones who had departed for the Moon Goddess' realm. One body in particular, one of the strongest female warriors in the pack, broke everyone's hearts. She was the Beta's mate, who had been injured in the battle and lay unconscious in the pack's hospital.

“Pft!” Even Kaze could not hold back his laughter. Collier was amusing at times. “You bastard!” Senji was infuriated by Collier’s words, but he was on a mission to retrieve someone important, so he suppressed his erupting anger and said coldly, “Anzu Okita has another name here in Arcadia—Samantha Oakland. “She might be an Arcadian but the martial artists here are all show and no power, charlatans if you may. She studied under a famous teacher in Ryokan and was given a new name.”

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

She glances at Kōjin, who’s currently lounging on a nearby houseboat in a Hawaiian shirt, sipping a margarita the size of a kiddie pool. Kōjin (raising his glass): “Don’t look at me. My kid’s got this.” Akane charges. Seras meets her in mid-air. The clash is blinding (solar fire against oni iron, lake water flash-boiling into steam, shockwave knocking every boat sideways). Ten seconds later Akane is on her knees in the water, kanabo snapped in half, armor cracked, staring up at Seras like she’s seeing the sun for the first time.

There had to be a mistake. As we reached the side of the room, the man disentangled from both of us. Looking at me I see an awareness of who I was. He was breathtaking. He had dirty blonde hair slicked back, hair you could run your hands through. His eyes were a breathtaking silver color that sparkled under the lights. He was over 6 ft tall compared to my 5’4” stature he was a giant to me. He was all muscle and looked like he was in his mid 20’s. I wonder what he thought of me when he looked at me. Holding my hand out and smiling, I introduce myself, “I am Beta Lily Thompson from the Golden Moon Pack.”. As I said this the woman who was with my mate smirked. Looking at her I gave her