Yuga Aoyama Traitor Novels & Stories

So, Blue could feel Skye’s depression, and that Skye’s mentality is about to collapse How can it not be close to collapsing? First, Yuria and Aria were possessed by the moon goddess for actually more than a decade. Then, a war broke out led by the moon goddess, who used the East Kingdom’s guards to attack the people of the other kingdom, as if the East Kingdom hadn't drawn enough hatred from Yuria’s past deeds, which, actually, was done by the moon goddess herself.

I see no humor. "He's..." Jewel points at me unable to speak. Pepper picks up where Jewel left off, "He kidnapped an eagle shifter and she's turned him green," Pepper says with laughter between every other word. "What?" I yell. There's no way. She wouldn't. She couldn't. This sends Jewel into spasms. "She's... she's an eagle shifter and she turned you green." "No, it's brittlemortis," I yell in complete frustration. I look at Tahr and even he's smiling now.

The one who stood in the Luna Pool like she owned the moonlight. The one whose aura didn’t match any rank I know. The one who didn’t flinch under my dominance. I watch Alara’s posture, the way she directs the healers, the way the Temple aligns around her. It’s too familiar. Too aligned. Too damn similar. I don’t jump to conclusions. I don’t assume. I don’t name it. But the suspicion settles in my mind like a stone dropped into still water. If the silver wolf wasn’t a stranger…

“I’ll wait for you to heal Able, then take you back to the packhouse before heading out.” “I would rather stay here if that’s alright.” I uttered and watched as the beta seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding. “Jay.” He called and a partially dressed fighter stepped over from the waiting area. “Amara this is Jay, one of the packs senior warriors.” He introduced and I considered that senior must be a skill rank or something because it certainly wasn’t a reflection of the man’s age, he could barely be thirty. “Jay, this is Amara, the Alphas mate.” Greyson continued but I watched as Jay’s eyes widened in surprise.

He immediately turn his attention back to running and accelerated so that he can distance himself from those guys and not hear them. Yuki Amon-, he was a transferee when they were just juniors. The moment he step into the grounds of this school, every girls even boys, turn their heads just to look at the angel personified boy who have this sheepish smile on his lips. He was a head turner alright. Aside from having that angel face, he's also good at playing the guitar and have a very nice voice. He's friendly and radiant- the total opposite of Craig. However, for some reasons, the angel personified boy noticed him. Him, whose not fond of talking. Him whose not as beautiful as the girls follow

At one second she pushed back her hair and I finally saw her eyes… “Yes...” I admitted and gulped, “This is Aya.” “You are correct!” he burst out laughing. I was slowly beginning to understand where Okada's confidence was coming from. They didn't capture one person who could get them the data they needed, they captured two. Both, Aya and I had the same access level… but Aya was someone that Hiro trusted even more than he trusted me! There was no way that she would simply decide to betray Hiro, or switch sides… right?

She pushed off quickly, continuing forward without stopping. Then she felt it. A presence. Not behind her. Not beside her. Ahead. She froze. Her breath caught as her eyes lifted slowly. A figure stepped out from between the trees. Not the Alpha. Someone else. Tall. Still. Waiting. Aria’s pulse spiked violently. She took a step back instinctively. Another presence appeared behind her. Then another to her left. Her chest tightened as realization hit her all at once. This was not a chase anymore. It was a trap.

“That sounds like a pain in the ass.” “It is,” Taiga said flatly. “Elite Prime Enigmas… that’s their curse. They can’t ever be whole unless their Luna submits completely.” He paused, studying his brother’s face. “And you… you’ve already staked a claim, haven’t you? On Murasame.” Tatsuya looked away. His silence was all the confirmation Taiga needed. Taiga sighed. “Figures. You’ve always been ahead of me in this game.” **** He found Maya later that night, seated on the balcony with the city lights casting a glow over his pale skin. Maya didn’t move when Taiga slid the door shut behind him.

Yamamoto was confident that he was never wrong in assessing and recognising someone, even if he had only met them once and only briefly. His special ability led Yamamoto to become one of the leaders of the Yakuza—the largest mafia organisation in Japan—as well as being a direct descendant of one of the Yakuza's top leaders. Several of his fingers were missing, a sign that he had once made a grave mistake and received a very cruel punishment. The man narrowed his eyes, giving his full attention to a photo that he had deliberately cut out, leaving only the part showing the woman wearing a veil. In appearance, she did indeed resemble someone who would join a radical organisation and attach a su

“This same stuff from earlier that made me heal so fast?” I nodded, leaning back. “It’s a Russian tonic called Yrves. Very rare. One dose, and it works miracles.” She turned the vial in her hand, her brow furrowing. “How rare are we talking?” “Rare enough,” I said, keeping my voice casual. She didn’t need to know it was the only vial left on earth, the last of a formula I’d forcefully stolen from the maker himself. I’d given it to her without a second thought, and I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because she’d earned it, taking a bullet for that useless prince. Maybe because she was mine now, and I protected what was mine.