Akira Sendoh Slam Dunk Novels & Stories

Akira and Kirian walked towards us. Akira is wearing a navy-blue training jacket and black cap. He looks like an athlete while Kirian is wearing a baby pink sweater. It was the one I gave to Yuan as a birthday present last year which he never wears. He hates pink and I purposely bought it online to annoy him. Seeing now that Kir is wearing it makes me smile. “I’ll be going now,” Akira announced, Luna, being the welcoming one that she is, pulled him into a hug. Akira must’ve been taken aback because his face suddenly turned tomato red. I laughed at his awkward reaction.

“Honduras, child of ruin, Hear the echo of your name. I do not command— I follow.” The soft glow on the mapped snapped into a blinding white light. Rune screamed. “That's not right!” Akira said. His body arched as if struck by lightning, eyes rolling back as visions flooded him. “Someone do something, let's help him.” “Wait Akira, I think this is supposed to happen. It looks like it's all part of the spell” Kai said, calming her.

A crowd had formed, their phones out, recording the scene like it was some kind of entertainment. “You never learn, do you?” Akira sneered, her voice dripping with malice. “Didn’t I tell you I like my coffee very hot?” “I’m sorry… I—” the girl stammered, her voice trembling. “If sorry worked, there wouldn’t be any laws,” Akira snapped, tipping the coffee onto the girl’s head. Laughter erupted from her friends as the girl flinched, her hair dripping with the scalding liquid. “Now, lick the mess you made off the floor,” Akira commanded.

“Maybe you’ll last longer than I thought.” The horn sounded again—another pause, another breath. The crowd shrieked in madness. Blood slicked the sand, mine mixing with theirs. Dante limped, fury burning bright in his wolf-eyes. Selene bled but stood. And Akira… Akira finally raised his sword. His voice was soft, but it cut across the din like steel: “You are stubborn, Jude. That will kill you.” He stepped forward, calm as death itself. The horn still rang in my ears as Akira stepped forward, his shadow long in the crimson sand. He moved like no one else—measured, deliberate. Not with Dante’s reckless fury, not with Selene’s venomous dance. He didn’t rush. He didn’t posture.

"What are you even saying? Me? Create a force that threw you across the room? Where in the world did I get such powers? I can't even lift a rock, Akira." "I know...but you just did it. The wound is healed, I would have shown you. The ground really shook, Alexa." I remember Xena telling me about an earthquake. Could it be... "Akira, I can't do such," I said and he sighed. I let go of his hand and yelled like my life depended on it. "What are you doing?" "Trying to see if my yell would throw you across the room but hey! You're still on your seat."

This made Aki's face completely swollen and crushed his spirit. Bang! Aki was sent flying by another slap before smashing into the wall. He slunk to the floor slowly. He struggled on the ground for a long while before finally mustering the strength to get up. Aki furiously glared at Harvey while gritting his teeth. "Harvey York…" Harvey took a step forward and calmly raised his palm. Aki immediately kneeled in front of Harvey before he swung his palm forward. There was the legendary move. Aki kneeled with his body up straight with a meek smile on his swollen face.

CHAPTER 37. Friends for life. >>>> It's been half an hour since Akira walked into the slave quarters to meet her friend. Her hands are still wrapped tightly around Beth, who continued to sob on her shoulder. They both sat there in silence,Akira's eyes kept growing wet, but she kept blinking the tears back. She was here to console her friend, not to join her in sobbing. She didn't need Beth to spell it out to her that she was behind Thalia's death. Once she walked in and saw Beth that way, and also the way she fell onto her shoulders sobbing—that was enough to tell Akira that her friend was the person behind the push that killed Thalia. Most importantly, she had done it for her. Akira stayed

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Sapphire slowly walked to Akira's bed holding her belly and put a piece of her favourite chocolate cake in her mouth that she had baked for her the previous night. Carlos followed her in greetings. "Daddy, where is my birthday gift?" Akira jumped from her bed and asked Carlos excitedly. "Your gift?" Carlos tapped his chin dramatically mimicking her. "But I forgot about it." Akira made a face and Carlos chuckled looking at the angry but cute features of her. "My princess, how can I forget your birthday gift? Here it is." Carlos brought out a small brown basket from behind covered in a tiny white blanket. Inside was a little face of a pomeranian pup peeping out its head from the cover. Akira j

“Did sucking off the soccer team get you this wet, or is it because you knew I was watching?” Rina whimpers into his hand, eyes glassy. Akira frees his cock with one smooth motion..thick, flushed, terrifyingly big, and lines it up against her entrance. The head nudges her slick folds, parting them, teasing. “Feel that?” he breathes. “That’s the only cock you’re allowed from now on.” One slow, merciless thrust and he’s inside her to the root. Rina’s muffled scream vibrates against his palm, eyes rolling back, legs shaking so hard the girl next to her glances over in confusion. Akira doesn’t move yet, just stays buried, letting her feel every inch while the elevator hums around them.