Fai Kurogane Novels & Stories

A loud inhuman scream erupted from her again before she raced towards us. Craig let loose a barrage of gun fire straight at her, but the girl dodged them with a speed that could only be classified as inhuman. She swerved left then right then bound off the building and jumped straight towards the jungle gym. She landed on top crouching on all four then paused as if she knew that she would surely die if she came closer.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

It was very clear to her that everything was getting out of her control, including her two sons. She stepped into the creative department and everyone stood up with their heads bent as they greeted her. Clara also got up to greet and then she took a glimpse of Maria's face. Maria was a beautiful woman, in her 50s with a slim and youthful body structure, she was a replica of Philip in almost everything except the eyes. Maria had outstanding brown eyes while Philip had grey eyes. She didn't know much about Philip's family history, but she knew that Manuel wasn't Philip's biological father. It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into.

He screamed in pain, clutching his nuts as he dropped to his knees. I roughly grabbed his hair immediately. “Maybe you do not take orders from women, but I am not just any woman, you dimwit. I am Riena Kurobane, daughter of Oyabun Takeshi Kurobane; the Black Raven of Osaka! And the next time you speak to me in such a disrespectful tone, I won't just break your nuts, I will have them to go. Do you understand that?” “Yes, I… I understand,” he replied in panic, his eyes filled with fear.

And beneath it all, something Taiga couldn’t admit to anyone: the echo of how his body had reacted despite himself. “Ah, Mr. Renji. We meet again.” The voice froze him. Low. Feminine. Laced with a soft edge of mockery. Phoebe Kurobane leaned casually against the fence, as though she’d been expecting him all along. Her long coat fluttered lightly in the wind, her posture regal without effort. Her eyes mirrored Dante’s, sharp, but burning with an older, deeper wisdom. Taiga stiffened. “The fuck? Are you stalking me?”

The katana moved forward, aiming for the middle finger of one of the men kneeling before him. “Aghhh!” A scream echoed in the room. Kenji had only grazed him; he had not yet severed anything. “I really don’t know! I was just following orders from Takeo!” The man screamed in pain, naming the man beside him. The katana then shifted to Takeo’s throat. “You work for Kuryugumi and dare to lie? You know I can erase your entire existence without a trace. Kenji growled, "Your family won't even see your body, not even a finger."

She couldn’t deny how his muscular body and pure masculine magnetism drew her to him. If he regained movement she’d die. She knew that and he probably wished he could get his hands on her. She glanced across the room to stare at the cracked and peeling white paint that ran the length of the room on the floor by the door. The staff called it the kill line. All test subjects were shackled by each limb. Though they were strong enough to break chains occasionally, none had ever broken all four at once. They only needed one free limb to kill. She sat inside the kill zone with an enraged, huge male whose two arms were chained but they weren’t connected to anything anymore. That realization made he

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

Others sought out their rivals, engaging in intense one-on-one skirmishes to prove their strength. An opponent charged towards Danial, launching a direct punch. Reacting swiftly, Danial ducked and countered with a powerful punch to the gut, sending the person flying backward. Simultaneously, an adversary targeted Kuro from behind. Kuro, seemingly unperturbed, evaded the attacks effortlessly. Frustrated, the opponent attempted a more aggressive move, leaping into the air for a flying kick. Kuro, with impeccable precision, raised his leg in a perfect split, forming a perpendicular angle. As the opponent descended, Kuro brought his legs down, executing a flawless maneuver that slammed the aggre