Carla Tsukinami Novels & Stories

Louise yells. Smiling Colby comes forward toward me, putting his hands on my shoulders. I believe as much to assure me her words mean nothing as to show that I am his. “I don’t believe we have me yet, Louise,” Colby starts. “I am Alpha Colby Smith of the Silver Crescent Pack, and I broke your wrist because you were about to hit my mate,” he says. “Well, la tea da,” Louise misses that he said his mate and she has no clue who she is speaking with, and I chuckle at her ignorance.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

*Kojiro, Hikaru just take care of Genzo, I have something to clear up. *Christian? * Keyla yelled for her trainer, so that Hikaru, Genzo and Kojiro flinched behind her, they had least expected such an organ. Christin was also immediately on the spot. *what's up? * she wanted to know * who or what is that? * Keyla pointed to the woman who was training *this is Tina, from Germany, the association sent her* she explained to Keyla Keyla couldn't believe her eyes, that was the woman who was chasing Genzo and now she should play with her?

the woman asked. Takashi looked at the fairly bloodied woman. He tried not to show his disgust and his surprise at how unaffected everyone else is. “The girl here is a poker expert and the guy over here is a Fujiwara”. He watched as the woman’s eyes widened just a fraction, but she was back to bored and then angry. “How are you not sure it’s a coincidence? Send them away and make sure that they do not speak of this” and she turned her back to them.

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

Tohya answered, and Riou nodded. “I’ll get straight to the point,” said Riou. “Have the three of you heard of Reiko Tatsuyama?” Yuri raised a brow. Who wouldn’t have heard of Reiko Tatsuyama? That woman is the world famous magician and illusionist, and her shows are always guaranteed to have full houses. It is pretty difficult to even get a ticket to one of her shows. Yuri, Ren and Tohya had gone to one of her shows a few years back during one of their day-offs, having managed to get the tickets with much difficulty, and they were extremely impressed with the skill of the magician.

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

I explained. She turned to me, and I snagged back. I could feel enormous danger signals emanating from her. Her aura was quite deep but not as deep as Ryu’s; the gap was much. I gulped down the fear that had been built up in my heart, facing her head-on. “And you are?” “Samantha, Alpha Ryu’s personal maiden.” I replied. “What happened to Timothy, and why is a lady his personal assistant?” She kept the questions coming. “Sir Timothy died by the sword of truth, and there’s no defender preference for being a chief maid. Any more questions?”