Akane Yakuza Novels & Stories

THE YAKUZA. Yakuza also known as gokudō are members of transnational organized crime syndicates originating in Japan. The Japanese police and media by request of the police, calls them bōryokudan "violent groups" while the yakuza call themselves ninkyō dantai "chivalrous organizations" The English equivalent for the term yakuza is gangster, meaning an individual involved in a Mafia-like criminal organization. The yakuza are known for their strict codes of conduct, their organized fiefdom nature and several unconventional ritual practices such as yubitsume or amputation of the left little finger.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVEN VENDETTA I walk into the suite and all eye where focused on me making it me look more weird that what I felt with Rainal few minutes ago. "What?"I asks as I threw my jacket on the couch and slum myself on the soft sofa. "You got disconnected and not only that you_" "I was attending to something important and had to remove it"I shun one of the officer that questioned me.

But not enough. “From what?” she challenges. “Rich men in suits?” Christ. I let out a slow breath, trying to hold onto the last thread of control I have left. “You danced with Kenji Takahashi,” I say finally. She blinks. The name still means nothing to her. Of course it doesn’t. “He’s the head of one of the most powerful Yakuza factions in the world,” I continue. “He doesn’t attend events like this for entertainment. He doesn’t approach women out of curiosity.”

"Patience. All will be revealed." Another limousine pulled up alongside theirs. The door opened, and Kazuya Takeda, the leader of the Yakuza gang, stepped out. He was a tall man with a commanding presence, his sharp suit immaculate. He entered the limousine, taking a seat beside Nakamura. "Marcus," Kazuya began, his voice smooth, "I am Kazuya Takeda, leader of the Yakuza here in Philadelphia." Marcus's gaze didn't waver. "I know who you are. But tell me, if you're Japanese, why the Korean name?"

While Renji was shocked because despite that konohamaru was putting on a hoodie, the graze he was looking for on Akane was now on him, the graze was showing vividly on his shoulders, at the exact spot where he knew it happened. "What is going on" he murmured after jolting out of his delirium, there was absolutely no way that this would be a coincidence, right? He assumed trying to fix all these pieces in his head. Akane then scoffed and smile," I've got you now" she whispered

Maybe he was brilliant at hiding his feelings. I believed that right up until the moment he began to howl in extreme pain. Had I forgotten to mention the bullets were silver? Kane was watching with Rene. They were flanked by Lisa and Noah. I couldn’t order the latter to forgive and forget but I could tell him where to sit. Revenge by proxy. Had it been enough?

Ezaki screamed and fell to the ground, blood splattering. Kiran approached him. Ezaki tried to crawl away but fell again due to the pain. He looked at Kiran nervously. "W-What do you want to do?" Kiran smiled without speaking, continuing towards Ezaki. Thinking of Kiran’s audacity and how he killed the ninjas, Ezaki grew scared. He quickly said, "I’m with Yasuda Corporation. If you kill me..." Smack! Kiran slapped him, disdainfully saying, "Killing you is like killing a chicken!"

Inside a small, hidden club buried in the depths of a narrow backstreet, a man sat in the corner, his body marked with fresh wounds, his face shadowed beneath the brim of his cap. Renjiro Takahashi. Once, he had been the most ruthless enforcer of Japan’s largest Yakuza clan. His name alone had been enough to send shivers through the criminal underworld. But tonight, he was a fugitive. Cast out after a brutal coup that had stripped him of everything. An old man, short and wrinkled, took a seat across from him, sliding a small cup of sake across the table. "I heard you almost died," the old man murmured. Renjiro lifted his gaze, his eyes cold and unreadable. He grabbed the cup, downing it in o

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

he threatened. " Story time little darling! Once upon a time there were two brothers, Logan and Jacob McCoy! Both born into the terrifying yet powerful world of mafia led by their family. Logan was the older one was definitely going to inherit the entire mafia but that definitely did not sit well with Jacob who found himself more capable of leading and was just a year younger, So he planned and married a woman of enemy mafia, swooning her in his love, creating a peace treaty between the two mafia. his decision so cunning, highlighted him in the eyes of his old man that he was now made the new mafia king and his older brother his servant.