Black Kakashi Novels & Stories

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

The bus driver sneered, “Oh! It’s a Japanese! Why is this little kid trying to act as though he’s so great in front of me now? Why don’t you take a look around you and see where you are right now? This is f*cking Oskia. Do you know that? Oskia! Come on, repeat after me, O-S-K-I-A!” The man in black was also a very well-respected warrior and master in Japan. Although he was not as famous or formidable as Nanako’s mentor, Kazuki, he was still a master at the very least. He really did not expect a bus driver to point his finger at him and insult him instead. So, he cursed, “If I don’t teach you a lesson today, then you won’t know the consequences and price you have to pay for running your mouth

“They’re just around the corner. Their firepower is capable of covering the entire mountain.” The Kamikakushi member narrowed his eyes and made a decision for everyone. “Let’s go up there.” “Roger that.” Hundreds of Kamikakushi members rushed up the mountain at the same time. A dark shadow appeared behind this group at that precise moment. In the blink of an eye, they came to a halt in front of these Kamikakushi members. “Greetings, Grand Priest.” Everyone sank to the ground on one knee and saluted that dark shadow. It was a man dressed in a black robe with a hoodie that covered every part of his body. His facial features could not be seen. Only the raging flames burning in his eyes were vis

Tessa was barely standing upright when she felt a hand land across her face. Smack! The force of the slap sent her stumbling backward, nearly crashing into her car. Hot tears instantly filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. She stared at the woman in front of her in stunned disbelief. Before she could even ask what she had done to deserve such treatment, Diane—Black’s mother and the Luna of the Black Moon Pack, spoke first. Her large green eyes held nothing but disgust as she glared at Tessa. “What the hell are you doing here?”

I found his back to me. Khai wasn’t created like the rest of us were created, he was made. A work of magnificence. The grooves of his muscular back dipped and rose at the right places. He had the kind of body men aspired to have. Tall, fit and bulky with a nice face to match. Tight ass. He was starting to get on my nerves. Black figures and ornaments covered his back in beautiful line work. A large black wolf among his pack bowed to the larger wolf, its eyes the colour of his skin.

Kaze then slowly stepped away but after a few steps, his body started shaking and moments later, he collapsed on the floor and started to twitch uncontrollably. He tried to get up but struggled terribly. Pain consumed him as he lay on the floor, his hands struggling to push himself up. “Hehehe. You caught the gas.” The ninja finally came out of the woods, bearing a vicious gaze. His looks concealed his age because he barely looked human. His face was covered in blisters and scars, a few of them were bleeding. It was a horrible face to look at. He glared at Kaze with his vicious eyes, like a hunter who had just gotten his prey. He strolled casually over to Kaze.

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

He laments a bit too loud. "Number, 8?... Man, you got some nasty mouth there?" A rough voice question with an annoying accent. His bunch of messy black hair whips to the foe. Akira subconsciously faces him with a bitch face. He is shocked that the said 'mad dog' and his companion are beside him. He has been wearing that cold bitch face for months and giving out free smiles is not an option!

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

Like a goddamn statue! I hope he couldn't tell how aroused I was just by standing so close to him. He smelled like musk and pine, like he'd been walking through the forest, and his cool breath smelled like bourbon. He had to have been at least six feet tall with a dark olive skin tone covered in tattoos just visible at the base of his neck. I can't help but wonder what it's of. His cropped brown hair was the color of melted dark chocolate, and looked just the perfect length to weave my fingers through while tasting the bourbon on his tongue.