Akihiko Sanada Novels & Stories

I didn't even try to stop her. I stood still, like a fool. Until I heard the footsteps behind me. “Nice show,” Alessandro muttered, falling into step beside me. “You almost looked like a husband there. Warm smile. Hand on her waist. Thought you were going to spin her into a dance and call it a day. And she didn't really think that she would play the role of a Luna. And yet, there she was, the perfect Luna that everyone would want to have. Only she was being honest. I'm not really sure about you.”

Akiko was reluctant to ask. “No. Nidaime requested that you bring it,” Shibata replied. Akiko sighed, already imagining the kind of conversation that would follow when she delivered the food. “Why do you call him Nidaime?” As they walked side by side, tray in hand, Akiko inquired. She knew Nidaime meant second-generation leader, but she didn't understand why Kenji's father was addressed that way. “Because Kenji Tanaka is Sandaime.” Akiko snorted. It was a typical Shibata answer when he didn’t want to explain. He wasn’t denying or avoiding the question but gave an absurd reply. Saying Kenji was Sandaime was like saying two comes before three—true, but not an explanation.

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."

My trembling hand reached for my clit, about helping myself, but he held it, pushing it away. “You don’t get to do that. I will do everything to you.” His words were not helping. My body needed more. My thighs twisted into one another, trying to suppress the sweetness in my core as he stood to his feet before me. He reached for his belt and zip, undoing them. Alpha Leonardo slipped down his pants and underwear. Casually kicking them along with his shoes. He stood bare before me, letting me study every part of his body.

- Não foi Bruno quem me disse para te procurar, foi a minha mãe e graças ao Sander. - O que estás a dizer? – perguntou meu pai. - Sander é especial, ele consegue tocar o interior das pessoas, consegue ver os nossos segredos mais profundos – respondi. - Tens a noção de que estás a falar de um menino psicopata, que atentou contra a vida de várias pessoas inclusive dos próprios pais, e que cometeu vários crimes? Ele é um assassino a sangue-frio, ele podia ter-te matado, sabias disso? – perguntou meu pai.

After an hour in flight the information I had asked for comes through on all of Sandra's friends but one who seems to late to the party. " Ok let's see who we're dealing with shall we" I link the file to the tv and start to give my men a quick briefing "Gorden Clover age twenty-six has a criminal history of assault currently on probation. Hannah Sandoval age twenty student at Hillside community college studying to be a teacher" I hear a few chuckles and comments about if they had a teacher like her but ignore them and continue "Sarah Hall age twenty-two there is nothing else I b her other then her picture and our last guest seems to be a no show but the name on the V.I.P list gave us her nam

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

It’s cause after his first death and revival everyone except those with the ability to see yokai and likewise had all memories of this revived entity, Akihiko Ito. The world followed a system of life and death. Birth and re-birth. This cycle almost continued forever to work for who knows how long. But there are only a handful of them who have overcome this system till now. One of those so called ‘Irregularities’ being Akihiko was sought by the greater powers of the other side for unknown uses. Ayame after school hours as her daily routine goes to visit Akihiko in the hospital. “Good evening! Ma’am are you here today also for patient Ito?”

VAMPIRE CLAN HIDEOUT LUCAS In a large long room, a man is standing behind the window, both hands slipped into the pockets of the black pants he wore. He is 6’2 tall, chiseled hard face. His name is Lucas, the leader of the vampire clan. A century old but still very handsome. A lady vampire leapt up behind him, almost in a sneaky manner. Her fangs shot out and her eyes changed colors but as she made to lean in towards Lucas, he dodged to his right, swiftly turned and caught her by her neck.