Benji Hattori Novels & Stories

If no one could stop Harvey today, then the Islanders would lose all their dignity! Shigeki couldn't care less about bullying the younger generation despite being a senior. He slammed his hand on the coffee table next to him and immediately soared onto the stage. "And who are you?" Harvey turned his head and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Shigeki. Harvey could feel that he was somewhat dangerous. "I am the Abito Way's leader and a sword saint as well. My name is Shigeki Matsuda," Shigeki said slowly.

"Long Haisheng, how are you feeling? Are you scared? Are you nervous? Losing one more round, you'll be kicked out of Jiangnan City." Long Haisheng replied with a grim face, "Li Ao, it's a best of three. Isn't it too early for you to get so happy?" "I tell you what, Long Haisheng. The victory has to be mine." Li Ao said proudly, "That young master is Bancha, a boxing champion I invited from Thailand. He was called the Iron Fist Arhat. Those fellows of yours wouldn't be his match even if they fought him together. You can send them here if you don't mind they'll live or die."

"He's the lead guitarist and vocalist for Lurgee." Benji extended his hand to Jesse for a shake. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Akerman, Sir," he greeted politely. Benji looked like he was in his early-20's. Huge curly hair up in his pale and lanky frame. He also wore ridiculously thick-framed glasses, looking every bit like a college nerd. Jesse doubted for a second if their band was any good. But then, he trusts Charlie's sound vibe. "Just call me Jesse," he took Benji's hand and gave it a firm shake. "You guys ready? Where's the rest of your gang?"

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

He then stopped and walked towards me, bending down to my level as I was sitting then he whispered in my ears, "Did nobody tell you that you don't find me. It's me who finds you?" Of course I did. That's what they said about Alessio Romano. He was only eighteen when he took over his step father's empire. He's now twenty two. He had a perfect jawline, black hairs,, every visible part of his body that I was seeing were filled with tattoos. He was hot. Too bad he would be dead soon. I scoffed at his words, showing him that I didn't care. He took a few steps back, "Now tell me, why do you want me dead? Is it personal? Or business?"

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

Later that evening, when Ryan came to his chamber to return his freshly ironed clothes, Benji was seated at his desk, his long legs stretched in front of him and a goblet of wine in his hand. Ryan knocked once before entering and bowed slightly, as he always did. “I’ve dealt with the ones who attacked you,” Benji said without looking up. Ryan blinked, taken aback. “Your Highness...” “Don’t bother asking me to forgive them,” Benji interrupted, setting down the goblet. “They don’t deserve it. I don’t tolerate cowards who attack others for amusement.” There was a short silence between them before Benji stood and faced him, eyes sharp but curious.

"There is something strange about you, man. I don't know what it is, but I will find out eventually." "Whatever you say, Hirðstjóri." Brand shrugged again. He didn't like the way the man looked at him. He somehow suspected something. Could he be one of the ones who had hunted the other shifters down when they escaped? They were still staring at each other when the young warrior returned with a bowl of some type of brown stew and a half-stale heel of bread. He presented the fare like he was a waiter in a fancy steakhouse back home. Brand almost laughed at the image. "Here's his food," the boy said proudly.

- I answered him. - So, you have alpha training? Why didn't you say that before? – the headmaster asked me. - I didn't know what training was given here. Anyway, I rarely beat my cousin. He's an alpha, and I'm merely a beta. - Do you mean River Ash's future alpha? - he asked me. - Yes.

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode