Gm Hikaru Kick Novels & Stories

I declared. Kent’s attention was back on me. He lifted his hands. I saw one of his nails transform into a long, curved, sharp shape. He touched my cheeks with this nail. His touch left traces of heat as he trailed down to my neck. I swallowed because I realized I had forgotten to breathe and he moved along with the movements of my throat.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

I tell him doing playful karate moves with my hands. "Bet, game on," he says mischievously as we park outside of the gym.

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

; he muttered while gnashing his death " Well, why do you wanna know that?"; the blond said with pouty lips "It won't be fun to kill a samurai without knowing his name"; Kagami retorted with a grin on his face. " well I am Yahiko"; he said showing a warm smile Kagami shook his head slightly and took a stance, he placed his left foot at the front while his right was widely open at the back. He tighten his right palm into a fist while his right was hanging mid-air.

It was getting more and more intense. I should be cursed for thinking such thoughts, but Zeve looked so fucking sexy with that smirk on her bloodstained face. She darted towards Hikari, their swords met with killing intent every single time. She kicked Hikari’s blade, then kicked his gut. Her kicks tore the air before they landed on Hikari. Blood spurted out of Hikari’s mouth. Zeve crouched to the ground and landed a straight kick on Hikari’s jaws that sent him flying towards the audience.

Picking up a stick on the floor, I gathered my hair together and tied it together to keep it out of my face. I waited for the right opening, waiting for one of them to lower their garred. Just one and the rest will follow. Listening carefully , watching them, one turned his attention away from me and there was my opening. Breaking out in a sprint towards the one who looked away they called out to him reaching for their guns but I was already in front of him hitting him with the yoko tobigeri (Side flying kick). That will keep him busy, with the force I approached him he should be down for a while in pain clutching his stomach.

But the group all stopped in their tracks as a single man otherwise known as Mizuki Itou stood blocking their way, armed with a pair of silver hand daggers, a nonchalant look on his face. “My apologies,” said Mizuki, not really sounding sorry at all. “But the members of Hati aren’t here today. And neither are the Phantoms. If you people are still looking for a fight, then I’ll be your opponent.” Mizuki smirked as the group before him tensed, and he spun the daggers in between his fingers. “I might be a little rusty in combat because I’m kind of out of practice, but you’ll still do well to not underestimate a former member of the Phantoms!” He pointed one of his daggers at the group, a danger

At least I'd aimed at the real one this time. "We both know you are," he said, darting forward and landing me another kick, my hip this time. The ring. I shook my head, wanting to vomit from the pain. No. Not yet. But Grey was out cold and it was die like this or die free of pain. I dug my thumb nail into the base of my middle finger and pushed, forcing the band up my finger. The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach.

“Sure. Just try to aim for their eyeballs cause they can regenerate limbs.” As soon as Yasuhiro gives him instructions, he lights up those cigarettes and crushes them in his hand. “Spiritual output 45%... Minigun…” and when he opens his hand, the cigarettes he crushes slowly transform into a minigun. “Alright kid. Buy me 20 seconds. That’s your first mission.” “Aye Aye captain!” says Akihiko ready to dive into battle. They get into position with Akihiko covering him. One of the Akaname comes jumping from one corner onto the ceiling and then to Yasuhiro. Akihiko, unwaveringly fends off the Akaname knocking it back to its corner.