3 Tomoe Sharingan Novels & Stories

grumbled Ryugu as he slammed his fist into his seat. “…Leader… Do you think… that the man who thwarted Saburo’s assassination plan could be a ninja from the Yamashita family…?” speculated Takeshi. “…A possibility certainly exists… However, I’ve never really met any of the ninjas from that family… Hell, I’ve never even heard of any connections between the Futabas and the Yamashitas!” replied Ryugu as he scratched the back of his head, wondering how things had suddenly gotten so complicated…

"Japan has another Luna?" Tatsuya, sitting stiffly among the Predators’ reserves, paled. His heart dropped into his stomach. “No… Renji… you idiot. Now everyone knows.”, "Fuck " he quickly gets up, going outside to make a phone call, murasame watching him as he leaves.

Observable by anyone. The third report is where things start to shift. Tom is still recovering from magic overuse, his powers sitting at roughly seventy percent, his defensive capabilities reduced. That's going to be true for another three weeks or so. I tell myself it's still factual, still observable, still not really a secret. But I know that's not quite true anymore.

My heart raced in rage. Vogar sipped his drink, smiling behind his glass. Unbothered. He knew how best to get into my skin. “She is my mate, and I can speak of her.” “Wa ooh. I'm so proud of you for having her as your mate. Now fucking take her away from Leo’s life and my problem is gone forever. Easy!” “Nah. Nah. Nah,” he wiggled his finger. “It’s harder than you can imagine. She shares a strong bond with Leo. Those two are unbreakable.”

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

As soon as it loosened its grip, I shoved it off me as hard as I could, then scrambled back before it could regain its composure. A hand grasped my arm and for half a second, I fought it with all my power thinking it was another Eater. I allowed the hand to help me up and gave Tom a grateful look as I settled on my shaky legs. I turned back to the Soul Eater and saw that it was starting to stand up again. Before I could do anything to incapacitate it, a gun came into view and the next thing I knew Tom stopped the creature with a shot to the head. I whirled around to him and gave him an angry look that darkened when I caught the look of glee on his face. "We don't kill them!" I shouted at him

Hana gushed. Outwardly, it's always Tom's pride, so he always strokes his hair in creases with his hands. The 45-degree angle of the face and the smile tire others, making Tom always smirk in the sky when talking to others. Tom doesn't accept anyone who criticizes his appearance. Tom rushes towards Hana. The white dragon is constantly roaring as if to swallow Hana - its spirit beast of Tom. The fire from the mouth of the spirit beast covered Hana. Everyone stepped back; no one dared to stand near her; they feared Tom's power and power.