Chad Yasutora Novels & Stories

"Were you having fun with Grandpa?" Cade pulled back, his eyes shining with excitement as he nodded vigorously. "Yeah! We were racing cars, and I’m winning! Grandpa’s really good at it, though." His voice was full of admiration, and Asher couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Alpha Falcon—his terrifying, unyielding grandfather—being described as "good" at racing toy cars.

“They were too noisy, mo pheata.” Gator shakes his head at Sidhe, causing a piece of his purplish raven hair to fall over one of his steel grey eyes. “Overkill as usual, ma Doudou,” he says then sweeps his hair back into place with a tattooed bronzed hand. Gator or Tee is an MMA champion and a former gang leader from Louisiana. “Yep, but you love me!” Sidhe says before kissing Gator. Here we go again. I roll my eyes. This is normal for the Death Kings.

Omega Yna started. Knowing the effect that she was having on him, Chad decided to gulp down his tea in three sips and placed the cup gently on the table as he leaned back. “Thank you for bringing me tea, I have done drinking hope you don't go back to your words,” Chad stated. “Don't worry I will be leaving in the next few minutes.” Chad sighed as he felt the uncomfortable in his pants he stood up and walked hurriedly to the bathroom. He pulled down his trouser and stared down on himself he couldn't believe it. He was fully erected until the veins were showing on his manhood.

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."

He said the surprise and suspense makes it the best part. "You could always forget about the sacrifice and let both Aspen and I live," I say, watching him raise his eyebrows speculatively. He smirks. "I wouldn't want the Moon to think I'm not doing my job. I stated that I would sacrifice fourteen souls this fortnight. I must do my job, Alaya"

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Luna Claudia nodded in response and she shook her head, snapping herself out of whatever she was thinking. “You are right about that one,” Luna Claudia said, and Mario wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. He looked at Ezra who was standing on the windowsill from the outside, staring out at the people. It was a habit that he often had, a trick that he taught me whenever he wanted to run was to jump out of these heights, and though I knew that I might never be as good as he was, I knew that he was impressed by how fast I learned. But then again, having a father like mine, despite not telling me who he was, I was still forced to train, athletically at least.

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes

“Vogar is holding her captive. Not captive like…. They’re in a dick and pussy business and the last time she went to transit with him, she never returned. I knew he was the culprit cos my sister told me everything about him. But something she didn't know was the fact that he was a bad bastard.” “And your father?” Daisy finally spoke up. “What did he do about it? He is an Alpha and holds so much power.” “Huh? Alpha? What do you mean?” My confused gaze darted in the direction of Daisy, seeking more explanation. “Her father is Alpha Atlas of the Cage Moon pack,” Daisy informed me.

Ashley grabbed a tall blond-haired guy by the bicep. He didn’t seem perturbed by a random girl grabbing him. He smiled at me, right before his gaze slid down to my chest. Sigh. Well, he didn’t have boat shoes. And he had actual hair on his legs. Not too much. Not too little. Okay, this could work. “It’s actually Chad,” he yelled back over the loud music with a wink. One for Ashley and one for me. Impressive. All that blinking would have had me dizzy if I tried it.