Futakuchi Onna Novels & Stories

But underneath those kind eyes is a stone-cold killer. They nicknamed her the Onryo. Which is a Japanese vengeful spirit. Returned in ghost form to harvest the souls of those that have betrayed them in life. She is the first female Don, also known as a Donna. Apparently she is a force to be reckoned with and has mastered many kinds of self defence skills. But her favourite weapon of choice is the Katana. Hence the name. The last thing her enemies see is the look of death in her eyes as she takes her revenge.

When surrounded by hostile Amazons she still struggled to get to my side. "What about your Jason Statham?" she prodded. "He's English. Besides, I prefer Chiaki Kuriyama," I eyebrow pumped. "There is something about a chick with cast-iron balls." "Who?" Yasmin searched her memories. "Gogo Yubari from Kill Bill Volume 1," I informed her. Yasmin thought that over. "That girl was clearly insane!" she thumped my chest. "Believe me, female mental health issues have never stopped me in the past," I shrugged.

I furrowed my brow as I started to change. “The day my best friend, the future yakuza boss, a total badass, who loves a good orgy Yūri Hatake not only gets married but is in love.” she laughed, coming over to help me with my kimono. Was I in love? Is that what I’ve been feeling? Maybe. It’s a foreign concept to me. “Oh, shut up and help me with this. We don’t have a lot of time.” I shook my head.

Sakura was praying very hard Jane would miraculously appear and sort out this mess when she heard a commotion on the other side. She looked up to see the famous Japanese designer Mr. Tachibana coming toward them, his long hair—dyed bleach blond—flying and his long white robe fluttering about him. Beside him was the woman Sakura had been waiting eagerly to meet in person, the woman who had given birth to her twenty-five years ago, Haruka Tanaka, also known simply as Ms. Ruka. She was tall, Sakura realized, with strong, angular face, and thin nose that sat nicely on her face. She was very beautiful.

“You take that back you shitty oni! I'm going to tear your face off, you impostor!” She may be facing off against a former comrade. But she can no longer afford to hesitate nor take it easy. That domineering attitude. The intoxicating scent of alcohol. They all confirmed the identity of the woman. It baffled Tamamo why they would take this form of all things. “Impostor? How dare you accuse me, you shitty fox,” the woman responded and bared her fangs. “My name is Shuten-douji.”

“Remember, by all means, let it disappear.” “Yes, lady.” Ceto followed Lina's orders because, in this day and age, it's not unusual to kill people according to their master's will, as long as someone gets in his way, he will be killed. Moreover, for a powerful king like Pappas, it was not difficult at all. After a few days of searching, Ceto also found the person in the picture. That person is none other than Marina. In the past Marina lived alone, her parents died early, so she lived alone by gathering.

Something compelled her to look at her bedside table and her gaze fell onto the calendar that sat next to the photo frame on her table, next to her alarm clock. Yuri spotted the red circle around October twenty-fourth. Her face fell slightly when she remembered what that day was. ‘That’s right,’ thought Yuri to herself, glancing at the photo frame, focusing on the image of her mother as she did so. ‘Today is kaa-san’s birthday.’ * * * * The streets of Kabukicho in Shinjuku were rather silent that day as Yuri took a path that she had taken only a few times a year to her current destination. Yet, the silence of the streets wasn’t an uneasy silence.

In his dictionary,a lady who raise her voice is a bitch and Characterless cheap women . " Rocco !!! " She shouted in anger and there rushed Rocco in shock, " What happened,Ma'am ??? " " Fire him and ask the next person to enter " She ordered, impatiently..While other people are busy distinguishing a person by look .Shizuka is someone who understands a person by his behaviour " Soon, a call interfered . Shizuka swiped it and attended the call , impatiently . Suddenly,the mobile falled on the ground. and she stood there in shock .

Which only made Rosette snap his hand away making Koishi freeze in response Likeable 2 > 1 'WAAAAAAA that hurts you eyeless creep!!! Stop slapping my hand away, ouch!!!' feeling the inner him running around in pain with a wide smile on his face. "It would be better if you cancel my name from the list Oni-san as I won't be the perfect husband you want" Koishi mumbles under his breath turning his head away. "Thank you for the tea I will get going now don't worry I will come at your birthday as I can't miss that out" bowing his head Koishi turns around jumping down from the table breathing heavily with his cheeks flushed red.

Their eyes were sharp, and a quick glance at them revealed that these two were combat experts. This woman was Sakura, the lady of the Fukuda family. The three climbed all the way up the mountain after getting out the vehicle. Kurama, Tyr, and others were already waiting for them at the top of the mountain when they arrived. Garfield’s eyes lit up as soon as he saw Sakura, who looked beautiful with exquisite features and sexy curves.