Yoshikage Kira Novels & Stories

It wasn't going to be one this time. Kira was the head warrior of the Blue Orchid Pack. Many thought that a female shouldn't be in this position. But that's how everything worked in her pack. Every pack member was given a position according to their skills and abilities. Every person received what they deserve; nothing less nothing more.

“First, I want to know more about you. To be honest I don’t trust you yet.” “You are as interesting as I expected. Fine, I will tell you.” She laughed before taking a sip of her tea. “My name is Kira, a long time ago I was the head of the village. I trained Lelyah, Eva and Anna, as well as several other apprentices who never made it back. I also helped in erecting the barrier that now protects the village, you could even say I am a living legend.” If what she is saying is true, she must be a thousand years old at least. I was not entirely sure, but it seems elves never age.

This was my first time seeing Higan's father and he had a strong intimidating aura that could pin people down with one icy gaze. Mr. Parker was a handsome man who looked nothing like his age. I shifted nervously on the chair that I was seated on across from him as I tried to downplay the examining look in his eyes. He looked more than ready to slice me down in whatever way he could despite the calm smile on his face. "Higan is your boyfriend, correct?" He asked, making me flinch. "Y-yes, sir," I stuttered as I lowered my gaze. "I know quite a bit about you. You recently turned nineteen two weeks ago, you were born in Manhattan and your mother-"

"Unfortunately she died on her mission. Kira is a brave mage who fought hard even on her last breath." Miranda could see how much Nozumo adores that mage. It makes her wonder if he could ever adore her more than Kira. But who was she kidding, Kira is a mage-- a brave woman-- while she is a witch, a cunning which who had deceived Nozumo. She has the advantage of being alive but as they say, a dead lover is more of a problem than an ex-lover. Miranda's feelings, it will never reach a mage like Nozumo.

She was very beautiful and had a curious but kind look. “She is Kira,” Osho informed Mila. “Kira, you know our Alpha!” Kira quickly sat on her knees and bowed in front of Mila. Mila spoke, “Rise,” and Kira sat straight. “Osho,” Kira now bowed to Osho in respect. “Kira is the best healer in the kingdom, she has a god gifted talent of remedying any and every ail. She can be part of your circle,” Osho informed.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

The male teacher smiled warmly and said, "My name is Reiji Kiriya, and I teach Modern Japanese for the 2nd grade and the 3rd grade so you two might not know me well." Kiriya is a handsome man with shoulder-length light-purple hair that has a few strands hanging over his face and empty dark-colored eyes. Monica had to admit that Kiriya was a bit similar to him, though, he was more handsome than Kiriya and his purple hair was darker than Kiriya, but enough of that since he also needed to introduce himself. "My name is Oga Monica, I am a freshman this year, nice to meet you, Kiriya-sensei," Monica said.

The weight of the day settles heavily on my shoulders, and I run a hand through my hair, feeling the tension in my muscles roll. Today was… tiring, to say the least. I spent my morning with Kira and Kat by the pool house and got to learn more about the two of them than I originally thought I knew. Apparently, Kira wasn’t five like I originally thought she was. She’ll be turning six in a month, and her favourite colour is blue because it is the colour of her favourite cartoon character on a TV show about dogs. Kat, on the other hand, was more interested in getting to know me than I thought she would be.

Yahiko hummed before he said, “By the way, Nanako, did the chairman of Kobayashi Pharma, Kobayashi Jiro, go over there and ask to see you?” “Yes, Eminent Father!” Yahiko replied, “You are not young anymore. You should not continue staying away from the opposite sex all the time. I have made contact with this young man, Jiro, before. He is only two years older than you and he is a very promising young man. It isn’t a bad idea for you to have more contact with him in the future.”

“Bluh, that’s a creed for the weak. KIDAV is what men without guts hide under when their bravery stands trial.” “It is not,” Ejima squeezed his hands gently. She was all tears but Bozo had chosen not to look into her eyes for fear of giving up his mission and sword. “Killing begets death. Death begets Anger. Anger begets Vengeance. And Vengeance begets killing. That’s the circle, my child. Take a look around you and you will find out that that’s what’s happening to us right now.” “You speak like him. You sound so much like Maduka.”