Aizawa Jun Novels & Stories

I'm certain Haruka will drool over this boy. Because who wouldn't when he looks like Captain Tezuka of Seigaku in the movie The Prince of Tennis? Yay! The no-glasses version. But he is as tall and as handsome as Captain Tezuka. However, Rizal is more macho than the anime character. Yummy! "I don't know yet, sir. Agent July said she would be back soon though," the man replied. When I heard July’s name, I got excited. ‘Eh, why are you happy?’ Shut up, brain!

The old man put his hand on her shoulder and asked her to raise her head. "My name is Tennouji Taizo but you can call me Mr. Taizo." He held out his hand and Ayane shook it. A few moments later, the old lady came out of the room and gave Ayane an ID card and a folder filled with the President's schedules and preferences. "I look forward to seeing you tomorrow Ms. Mikoto." Mr. Taizo said. With a smile, Ayane said her goodbyes and went home. When she arrived, Rei had already cooked dinner and was waiting for her.

Fusae nodded and said, "The huge man with two meters in height is Sekibayashi Jun. He's a famous pro-wrestler and a very strong fighter. In public, he's very famous, you should know him." Monica looked at Sekibayashi Jun who was so tall and caused the people around him to look like a dwarf. He thought for a while and nodded since it seemed the previous Monica Oga also knew about Sekibayashi Jun. "The muscular man that is standing with that fat man is Wakatsuki Takeshi, who is also known as The Wild Tiger. He's an affiliated fighter of Furumi Pharmaceuticals, and by the way, the fat man who is standing beside Wakatsuki is the CEO of Furumi Pharmaceuticals," Fusae explained.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

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."

Splinters explode into the air, but in the middle of the chaos I hear a commanding Alpha roar I wasn’t expecting. “Stop the fucking fire! Patriarch Lorenzo, I’m Enzo Bianchi. Call off your men!” Finally, I can think with some clarity, and Alpha Bianchi’s pheromones hit my nose. “Leo, stand down!” I roar, and the clearing goes still again. I rise just enough over the logs and see him step out with his hands up, a peace signal. I scan the area. His men are sheltered inside, and I sense a few more hidden in the woods.

His eyes continued to stare blankly into the distance as if his soul had been ripped away from his body and spirit. “Even their greatest warrior has decided to play hide and seek?” Chimba snapped out of his blank gaze, “That one is mysterious, my Lord. Jide. A very mysterious warrior. Our spies say that he had destroyed an entire army with a single glance. A powerful warrior, but one who loves to keep his identity hidden” “Powerful warrior, you say?” Bozo glared, daring the man to repeat his statement. “Powerful my lord, but not invincible and formidable like the great Bozo of the earth and universe.”

I could tell the sword contained some quantity of wolf bane, which meant death or literal weakness. “Alpha Ryu, that was your personal assistant. Your must-trust man, apart from your beta. How are you going to cope?” “Let’s see. I’ll have to assign a new personal assistant to survive, but who is worthy of my trust?”. “Definitely not me,” I blurted out unconsciously. “I doubt that,” he gazed at me, raising my chin up with his index finger. “What do you mean, Alpha Ryu?” “What would you say about a promotion?”

Because we may have needed it many times, but we have never needed it. And he is no longer my father. The noise of toast jumping out of the machine snaps me out of my trance. I take them and spread buttered strawberry jam on them. - It smells good ...- murmurs a hoarse voice behind me. It's Azael. Leaning against the kitchen wall with the side of his left arm and arms crossed. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. But wait, because best of all, is that he wears nothing more than a towel tied around his waist.

Payback is a bitch called Aika Kurosaki. Jun wasn't ready for this argument, because there was no way that he was going to admit tho to the shark lady and the smug Iori ha he was a bad dancer. After all, he had a reputation to maintain as the playboy of the century. And it didn't look well for the image he was projecting to start tripping over his feet and humiliate himself like what had happened t him when he was having dance classes for the prom ball back when he was studying in America.