Myths haven
Decent stories where the main caracter is a mythical being.
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[Abandoned].
Ichigo knows he's a very strong capable angel.
He knows that's the reason he's chosen to oversee Urahara Kisuke, even though he doesn't know why his amateur writer will face life-and-death situations in the near future.He wasn't assigned at his birth, there was no real danger and Ichigo had been in a prior engagement, so when he's finally dumped with this overgrown child, he barely knows a little more than Kisuke himself.
Not only that, Kisuke seems to want to figure out what exactly is he with all his might. Ichigo doesn't know if that's worse than what he suspects is a crush.
Even worse.
A mutual one. -
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Ichigo is a rare feline hybrid bought by a rich man as a gift to his sister, but as he's being delivered his caravan is attacked in the hybrid desert of Hueco Mundo. His eyes are open to the secrets hidden within the history of his kind by a hybrid that's claimed him as his mate... without Ichigo's say. With the little tiger pulled into this war, will he get to his master... or learn a better way of life?
***note on rape/non-con: animals don't ask permission. I hadn't posted that warning before, because i didn't think much of it. I'm posting it now, because a reader complained. Just keep it in mind, it's nothing traumatizing.
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Just because Kisuke is the first Dragon Rider to ever have twin dragons - named Ichigo and Zangetsu respectively - wrapped around his fingers, it doesn’t change the fact that the two are walking, breathing natural disasters.
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The fox didn’t feel like mentioning it had been on-off stalking him long enough to know he was kinder than it seemed.
A starving fox seeks entrance into Gin's home. Gin doesn't have a choice in the matter.
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“Will you give my love to Spring when you see him?”
“Who?”
“Spring . . . tall, elegant, black hair, gray eyes, bit stuffy at first? Don't you wake him?”
“What are you talking about, Summer? I wake Winter.”
Winter. He had heard that word. Humans uttered it with caution, 'A good crop this year, we should be fine for the winter.' Humans uttered it with dread, 'The elders say it will be a harsh winter. We'll never make it with so little grain.' Humans uttered it with fear, 'Last winter we lost almost the whole herd to frost and starving wolves. They'll come to hunt us this winter, mark my words, it's the season of death.'