Yang Kurama Novels & Stories

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

A patrol wolf being thrown to the side as he tried to slow them down. She reached up her left hand to touch the pack mark nestled between her shoulder blades, a crescent moon, a sign that they were the Moon’s servants. It gave her a direct link to her father in times of need, her only binding to the pack, and therefore allowed her to alert them to the danger that was coming for them. She howled as she did this, her vocal cords grinding and changing into that of a beast. Releasing a large roar that shook the trees around her and echoed off the mountain sides around her.

Erden curses, pressing his back against the wall and tilts his head back. "I'm so sorry." Tamarra mutters in sobs. Her voice sounds like an echo in my head. I try hard not to cry my heart out right now. I plop down on a chair and hold my exploding head in my hands. I feel a supportive hand rest on shoulder. I look up and see Azure smiling at me. "He is going to be fine, I'm sure." I nod, trying to believe in his words. Azure takes a seat by my side and right now, I just need a shoulder to cry. Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly.

The creature from below climbed onto the final step. Its massive body blocked the staircase. Scales covered it from throat to tail, pale as old bone. The hanging lanterns beneath its horns burned with gold fire. It lowered its head toward Shigure. He did not raise his weapon. Still angry? The creature snapped at him. Its jaws closed inches from his face. Shigure smiled faintly. Yes. Kiyomi stared. You know that thing? It has a name. What? Harun. The creature rumbled. The bridge shook.

Struggling to hide it from people will just give me a burden, so I let it out. "It's not going to happen, okay? I'm holding the fox marble. And Kagome, she's a nine-tailed fox, I could control her if I want to. If I could just only master the power of it, we will win this fight! Together, Amaya, no one will ever lose their life because of it." Shaking my head as I was thinking of what just Hiro said. "You're insane. You will never do that to her. She was once the holder, and the holder— the original holder— will never get affected by it."

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

It was still fresh in his mind, the first time he was brought to Yamamoto Group and met her. Akira Yuuto was an orphan, he was brought to Yamamoto Group and there he met Yamamoto Kaguya. Simple, rowdy and cute little monkey, that was his first impression of the Yamamoto Princess. Kaguya didn't have a haughty attitude, instead she was warm and bright just like the sun. It didn't take long for Yuuto who was five years older than her to fall in love with her. As if it was fate, Yuuto's eyes never left Kaguya.

Apart from that he's white, or to be precise. He didn't emit any aura at all. That's why he's interesting, and I couldn't help getting attracted to him. I bet the fairies will also like him, not as Lancelot Ral Constance, but as Sakamaki Yuu. I gave him another hug from the front, and nuzzled his cheeks. Incidentally, I also transferred some of my aura to him. It acts as a protection charm and also a spying device. Because I like him.

Aiden nodded and followed the man in. The room was beautiful and neat, with a great view of the lake and mountain in the distance. Uncle Jin said, “See that mural there?” Aiden turned his attention to see a beautiful Japanese mural on the wall. It was of a beautiful girl with long silky black hair and pale skin, wearing numerous layers of colorful kimonos. Surrounding her were some sort of spiritual animals—a golden dragon, a silver fox, a white snake, and a black cat. “That’s a beautiful piece,” Aiden said.

"Who are you?" Yuna's hand went instinctively to her bracelet, ready to transform if needed. Beside her, Camille had pulled out the silver knife Noah had given her for emergencies. The woman held up her hands in a peaceful gesture. "My name is Rebecca Clarke. I'm a kitsune. One of the survivors Julia mentioned." "Prove it," Yuna demanded. Rebecca's form shimmered, white fur appearing briefly along her arms before fading back to human. Three tails flickered into view, then vanished. She was powerful but not royal bloodline.