Akane Yamamoto Novels & Stories

was my bitter reproach to his retreating back. Kane stiffened but he didn’t turn. He knew he was in the wrong. “Out of favour, are we?” Sharon taunted. “Fuck off,” I said, isolating my middle finger. * Kane’s POV I lied, of course. It was a pity about the outsider, but she was always going to be a casualty of war. Zena wasn’t about to suffer, though. Not if I could help it. I already knew who was going in which room and why.

Max didn’t think he could lie if his life depended on it. It seemed Samantha had broken his will as well in many ways. Though he was trying to cover up his emotions, they would shine through at times that should they were real. Max thought of his friend and trainer in the army. Mitsuhide Akechi. The man was a legend in many circles, but he was one of the best shooters in the entire military, but he also had a way of knowing if someone was lying. Though Max was also really good at knowing that he wished the other man was here to just check.

So, though in life the Princess Ototachibana was unhappy, history keeps her memory green, and the story of her unselfishness and heroic death will never pass away. Yamato Take had now fulfilled all his father’s orders, he had subdued all rebels, and rid the land of all robbers and enemies to the peace, and his renown was great, for in the whole land there was no one who could stand up against him, he was so strong in battle and within council. He was about to return straight for home by the way he had come, when the thought struck him that he would find it more interesting to take another route, so he passed through the province of Owari and came to the province of Omi.

Uche repeated “You can’t fight me. I am the greatest warrior in the land, fighting me would be useless.” “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” Ejima swallowed. She had a stone on her sling, ready to let them fly. “Oh, my dear friend. Such courage will only get you killed.” Amaka chuckled, “You should have—” There was a quick flash, followed by a trail of blood on the gray wall. Ejima’s pupil dangled in her skull and her shoulders sagged when she realized what had just happened. She took a step back, watching her friend who was holding her neck, choking in her blood with disbelief and confusion. The woman tried to speak or tried to look at the man she had loved, but the betrayer seemed to nudge

Akane said. This was news to me. "I had no idea," I told them. "It all happened back when he and Damien joined the army," Akane said. "What happened?" I asked, surprised to learn one of Damien's backstory from the person that I least expected. "Damien whilst investigating a money laundering case caught my Hattori red handed," Akane said. "with his whole fucking arm in the cookie jar," She added bitterly. "It really is a small world," I said.

“Leave! You people are nothing but trash! I feel like puking as soon as I see you people around! Now, scram!” Yamato wasn’t interested in Ayaka slapping Watson around. Instead, his eyes lit up when he saw Arlet beside Harvey. He had seen a lot of women back in the Island Nations, but his urge to conquer a stubborn woman from Country H like Arlet was immediately ignited. He could feel his breathing getting heavier after taking his blue pills. “Hurry up already,” he said with an annoyed look. Ayaka kicked Watson to the ground after hearing those words. “You hear that? Get out of here already!”

Yamamoto**, Anne’s father. A tightness gripped his chest as he answered the call, forcing himself to sound polite and composed. “Hello, Mr. Yamamoto.” “Hero,” Mr. Yamamoto’s voice was calm but firm. “I trust you’re well.” “Yes, sir. Thank you,” he replied, already sensing the purpose of the call. There was a pause before Mr. Yamamoto continued. “Hero, you’re aware of the expectations placed upon both you and Anne. Our families have invested a great deal into this arrangement, and it’s important that we uphold that commitment.”

I understand that I had a panic attack when I found the first one, but I have a right to know if there have been more sent. “Damn, this place is starting to look put together, but little sprite, please get off that stool.” Kaden states. “I told you so.” Gio remarks. “You two need to stop. First off, I am not that far off the ground. I am just putting up some pictures which weigh next to nothing. Second I am having fun helping Gio get his apartment in order.” I snark. “Someone is overly feisty today,” Alek says.

“Akane-chan… I’m still your mo—” “No you’re not!!” Akane leaned away and immediately turned away from her. “My mother would never… She would never hurt anyone else… for the sake of her own, or for the sake of anything!! You… You’re not my mother… And you—” Akane looked at Eiji. “—you are not my father either. Neither are you my husband.” She pointed at Sen, who looked at her with shock. “None of you…” She then fell to her knees and started crying.

“Interesting. So the old man of yours wants to make peace after piercing so many bullets into me?” “Don’t be emotional, Alpha. I don’t know you for that,” Anthony sipped his drink. “The war that happened that month took the lives of my men. You took their lives and almost killed my Father. Don’t forget you killed my Brother.” “Your Brother started the crazy battle. He chose to penetrate my territory and kill my men. He fucking knows the rules. Everyone fucking does,” my fingers clutched my glass. The memory of that day began to play in my head.