Yang Kurama Novels & Stories

They had forward-facing eyes, nails, fingerprints, grasping hands, and prehensile tails adapted to get or hold the object. These mammals had generated a group, and they were living with each other. The group was commanded by powerful among all, Kesari established him as a trade man. He enjoyed his life with Anjana, his wife. He set a tiny but powerful venture near the mountain range of Neptune. The enterprise was named kishkindha. A palace for trading and residency was built on a hill and hill named after his wife Anjana, Anjaneya Hill, located near the Rishyamukha mountain near the pampa pond. Palace alienated in three floors. The first floor was designed for commercial gatherings; the seco

It was kind of odd how calmly I replied to him. “How so?” He asked. “I, well…” I paused to think of how to answer him, but came up short. How was I supposed to explain to this huge rabbit in front of me how I’m human? The question itself seemed absurd. His ears twitched. “Well, if you have powers, then you aren’t a human but a Zonculi.” I look at him with my best poker face expression. “A what?” I asked. Superpowers? Zonculi?

"Aahh!" ------- After an hour, Kyra was restless. She sees the kitsune again, and it is sitting in the front seat opposite her. It smiled at her. Its nine tails move and gradually come closer to her until she can feel it curl up all over her body. Kyra could not move. It's been a few minutes since Kyra's class started, so their professor is already there. No one knew what was happening to her, and she was also unsure if anyone could see the kitsune's tail wrapped around her body.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

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.

"Who the hell is Romeo?" "You haven't met him? He's an adorable white cat with violet eyes. He stole my heart as soon as I saw him. Skylar is the alpha male cougar that is watching us right now" Kai laughed harder. "You hear that buddy?! She's given you two names already" 'Wow, I feel honoured' Yuka said telepathically. The trio conversed like they had been friends for years and for the first time, Hazel felt like she truly belonged.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."

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She cocked her head to the side and looked at me in a questionable manner. “Yeah, that’s fine.” It sounds like he is just an old human... nothing to be jealous about... That’s what I said a few days ago. But as I looked around the shrine grounds where we were at, my jealousy tried to creep up again. Near us were small statues of foxes with many tails, and Samantha was looking at them in interest. “Kitsune.” She mentioned to me. “In Japan they are demons who like to play pranks on humans, but they also help to guard and protect those who show them respect and give them a safe place to rest.”