Akaza Novels & Stories

Thankfully, my logic seemed to get through to her, since she nodded to herself and held up the keys. "Well, which one of these is yours then? Gimme your name and I'll find your key." Her entire attention was fully on me, which was a good thing, since I didn't feel like letting her control Mr. Anger Management's fate was the best idea. "My name's Aka Nishinzu. Initials should be A.N." After giving out my name, the girl fiddled with the keys, until she found one with my initials on it, taking it off the key ring and tossing it at me.

Kemira Geraldine Azwatt. This name had been playing through my head nonstop since we killed everyone who wronged me. Don’t get me wrong. Since I’ve gotten my memory back, I remember all the others that hurt me. Takoa has sent warriors out to claim their bodies and kill them.

꧁♡ 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.

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

Somewhere, in the heart of Philadelphia, a third power was rousing from its slumber. Kazuya Tekada, the charismatic boss of the Japanese mafia could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was in the midst of finalizing a deal. "Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Kazuya spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest coke, the finest marijuana, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."

Kenji cursed under his breath, grabbed his car keys, and called Inoue. "Get me connected to Kyoko Fujita, immediately!" * Zabuton: a cushion designed for sitting on tatami

His lips curled. “Now you've revealed your true intentions, we’ll see who would end up missing; watch your back Ariel. And stop calling me that.” Azariel warned. “Stop calling you what? You mean Aza? Aza, aza, aza.” Ariel called out intentionally, irking Azariel. Ignored them both as I broke into the wooden shack. Kaiza was seated on the bare floor, with her eyes closed and her leg crossed. Her hands were also raised up like she was meditating, her long, black hair floated with a blue hue encasing it.

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Then she smiled softly, if a bit sadly. “Do you know my family name?” Aki asked. “The family name of the current Emperor of the Clan of Stork?” “Hmm, I guess I must’ve read about it somewhere but I don’t remember.” “My full name is Aki Rokkaku.” “Rokkaku? You mean, you’re the daughter of Yaro no Kazan? Spear Kazan?” Aki nodded. “What was he like as a father?” Temujin blurted out. “I mean… I’m a huge fan!”