Akame Ga Kill Mine Novels & Stories

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂ Kagemoto Kazama. The name alone was enough to tighten my chest, but I didn’t let it show. I kept my expression exactly how it was, calm, polite, almost amused, even though my fingers twitched slightly at my side where the vial Phil had given me rested, hidden and waiting.

Ash took two rapids steps back and braced himself on the ground with one hand. Kenzo took the same two steps back. He then fixed his gaze upon Ash. “Kenzo Harusame!” Ash shouted Kenzo’s name! The battle sword that he had just fought against his opponent with was still trembling slightly. Kenzo replied, “Maru Harusame, did you kill him?” “You’re talking about that bounty hunter of Yamafuji Sai?” Ash smiled as he stood up. “That’s right. I killed him. But, I don't believe you came here today to avenge him. I didn't expect a person like you, a grandmaster figure of Japan Kendo, would accept this kind of underground bounty mission for money.”

And Camila soon understood why. “Explode: Earth Mine” *Boom* Camila’s figure was tossed into the air due to the surprise attack. Several burn marks appeared on her skin, with the burns at the sole of her feet being the most severe. Mane hadn’t been needlessly moving around during the battle. He had long removed the limiter on his skills, and he was using Earth at the Mastery Realm. Whenever he clashed with Camila, he would drop an earth mine in that location. And that was why he tried to clash with her at every part of the field. He needed to cover as much ground as possible. And he had done just that. His movement right before Camila got to him was to reposition himself so that he wouldn’t

Her great second niece and my third cousin, on the other hand, has all the bravado with none of the restraint. Kagarra never needed blood weaves to stop a man’s heart in his chest. She does that by looking at one. If that doesn’t do the trick, there’s always those claw daggers of hers that wind up in the vital points of people who don’t even get to blink before they’re dead. No, Shin are not strictly assassins, but Akuma. You have a better chance of sneezing with your eyes open — i.e., physically impossible — than surviving one of the elites that mark you.

They'd also showed the rank of the players and the counts of the kill they have done. Akane and Himari were in the second place, both tied to the number of people killed, [11] and Mizu was at the bottom of the ranks. With the record of zero and skills: none. She has no record data at all. "Seems we have a lucky one entered our players. Very lucky." the host interestingly stated.

He asked as he pulled me back down into his fingers. A loud moan escaped my lips as he stretched my insides. I could die if he kept this on. “Max—” My breath hitched in my throat as the tempo of his fingers increased. “Babe..” I corrected but the tempo increased and his fingers strecthed all of my insides untill I felt myself release some juices. “What did he say to you?” He whispered near my ear, sending goosebumps down my spine. I gave in. “H-he w-wanted to k-kill me to move you.”

He don't see my like as mine it's all his. Well I still remember when I see his devil side first time. I still feel bad and I will never forgive myself beacuse of itz beacuse of me someone die. Flashback :- Allen is 14 year old and Ray is 21, one day he came to meet Allen ,but he not alone one of his best friend came with him and his name is King, he is really sweet and nice guy he brings many chocolate for Allen, Allen is really happy to meet him.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

I open the bag. A key glints in my palm. Old-fashioned, heavy, not a practical key at all—one of those glossy, romantic replicas, long neck, ornate head cut into a heart if you tilt it, into a blade if you don't. A tiny metal tag hangs from black thread: MINE on one side, TO KEEP on the other. The room tilts. Sound drops out to a pinpoint. The kettle clicks in the kitchen; I'd forgotten I'd put it back on. My phone buzzes with a calendar ping. The spreadsheet waits on my screen.

The warmth of his lips against my bruised skin was firm yet delicate. A contradiction, just like him. A whisper of something dangerous passed through my veins. And then, his voice, low and steady, filled the silence between us. “I killed them, Mini,” he confessed, his voice low but steady, as if he needed me to understand. Ace lifted his head, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made it impossible to look away. “Whoever touched you… they’re gone.” His voice didn’t waver. “And I swear, I will kill anyone who dares lay a hand on you again.”