Yūta Okkotsu Novels & Stories

Yuta explained. Jai frowned when he heard the fourth name. “I’ve heard of that one.” “Oh which one of has you heard of it? Takeshi Hirabayashi or Satoshi Hirabayashi?” Yuta asked him. “The latter one, Satoshi.” As the humans talked, the little companions were busy with themselves. Shoru pawed at Yuta’s opened palm while Rita pecked softly at Shoru’s tufts, managed to pluck some out which she then dropped to the floor. It didn’t result in bald spot, and the little wolfy didn’t seem to be feel any pain from her fur plucked out, making Rita quite confused. Sakura was only watching all of them silently, as per usual.

How was that my doing? My eyes rolled and I pushed the door open, stepping in. An Omega wolf suddenly sprints up from her tiny bed. Picked up her uniform from the floor and covered her bare. She looked my age but very beautiful with golden rings bold eyes, and perfect full lips. She had the most flawless tan skin I have ever set my eyes on for an Omega. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I would be having a roommate today. I just got here yesterday,” she softly said.

The flickering torches lining the chamber walls did little to ease the coldness in the air. The room—part occult sanctuary, part tomb of forgotten rituals—held centuries of whispers embedded into its stone. At the center, seated on a throne carved from black obsidian and bone, sat Solmyra, her hollow eyes fixed on the curling smoke that rose from a shallow bowl. Her silvered hair cascaded over her shoulders, glowing faintly under the runes etched into the ceiling above her. She looked tired, though the word didn’t quite suit her. She was not old in the traditional sense—Solmyra had long outlived the body she was born in.

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

Estella Rydor and her daughter Fiona, the two most powerful women in the Silverpine pack, and the most dangerous. I swallowed cautiously, careful not to make the slightest sound. "Raise your head, omega." I did as she said, lifting my head to meet her gaze. Her eyes fell to my bump, and an irritated look crossed her eyes. "So, it is true..." The words rolled off slowly from her tongue, as if she had been half-expecting the story to be made up. I remained quiet, unsure how to react to her statement. "An omega is truly carrying my grandchild."

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

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.

“ Hey, Maximo is here to see you, “ Corinna said, looking all flustered. That was the first time I had see her blushing. “ Send him in, “ I said. A while later, Maximo entered. He was wearing a suit, showcasing the tattoos on his neck. The first few buttons on his shirt were undone, giving me peek of the tattoos on his chest. “ Maximo, what a surprise? “ I asked while leaning back on my chair with a pen in my hands. He smiled and propped down on the chair he looked behind him with a smirk on his face. “ You have a sexy assistant, “ he remarked as he brought his green eyes back to me. It was no secret that Maximo was a playboy. He slept with a lot of women and he had a good reputation in that