Goro Akechi X Reader Novels & Stories

He copied the information so he could show her. Once he got in his cruiser. Acheki headed to the old library. Along with Kara-Mae, this building survived the breakout. He arrived there early. He waited in his car to see how she would show up. What he knew of her exceeded the limitations he had placed on her. Akaisha was more than a meta human. She surpassed superhuman. Other species would herald her as a goddess.

Alex used her claw blade to destroy Gorie’s iron metal body. Tskkk! Alex moved so fast, that in one hit she destroyed Gorie’s iron metal body. Gorie was too weak and out of chakra. He returned his forms to a small werewolf. He was scared of Alex's power. He pleaded with her not to kill him but Alex had no intention to forgive him.

Aki (blue horns, quiet, wears librarian glasses even though he’s 7'4" and can bench-press a tank) is the accountant, DJ, and the one who actually keeps the place from exploding. Tonight (or whatever passes for tonight between dimensions), the bar is packed. Riku slams a sake cup the size of a helmet in front of a weeping storm giant. Riku: “Drink. Your ex-wife took the clouds in the divorce. We’ve all been there.” Aki is in the corner, quietly teaching a baby kraken how to pour drinks without inking the sake. The front door (which is literally a torii gate that screams when you step through) suddenly slams open.

A dark vow etched in bone and blood. She didn't flinch. She tilted her head back, meeting my gaze without fear, only a deep, understanding intensity. "I know," she whispered. "And you are mine, Ace Reynolds. My monster. My protector. My ruin." Her lips curved in a faint, challenging smile. "Now stop looking like a brooding gargoyle and let's find these ghosts so we can bore them to death with peace talks."

She stood proudly again and said, looking at me with her miserable appearance and thin body, "I am Jenny Anderson, daughter of Alpha Anderson from the Golden Sun Pack, and I reject you, Alpha Dragon." I smiled mockingly. Does she think that by rejecting me, I would accept her even if she were my mate? Alpha Dragon is never rejected, no matter what happens. So I shouted, "I am Alpha Dragon from the Blue Moon Pack, and I reject you, Jenny." Yes, I rejected her, but she won't go away. She will just be a whore I use for my pleasure, even if it means burning her entire pack to have her.

Two fingers together under her nose and her eyes just looking past Kenji. “No we didn’t” Sachi replied reluctantly. Kenji smirked. “There was no need to do that. The guy is Takashi Fujiwara and he has no relationship with any other gang and the girl is…… “Then where has he been all this while?” Kenji asked. “That is a good question Sachi” Megumi said looking up at her. “And the girl? What’s her name?” “Geiru” Sachi replied. “Yeah. Did you run a background check on her?” Megumi asked.

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

“You took this well.” Alex glanced away from him to the road. “You were never going to hurt them.” Karu raised his eyebrows, startled. “Why do you think that way?” “They’re too nice. And Goro seems to be close with Ryo-san,” Alex said. “They did know each other. Goro is an orphan at Higurashi, and Ryo-san visits the orphanage often in the past with several other doctors from the kingdom. He’s now retired and opened a small clinic here in his village,” Hayate explained.

Glen tilted his head, the mockery dripping from his voice. She flinched. “How tragic,” he continued mockingly. “Thrown away to protect the golden child.” He stopped inches from her, his towering presence swallowing the space around her. His fingers swept a strand of hair behind her ear, intimate and invasive. “You’re smaller than I imagined,” he murmured. “Fragile. Breakable.” Akiko’s hands curled into fists. “I’m not a thing.” “No,” Glen replied calmly. “You’re better than that.” His hand slipped beneath her chin, forcing her gaze up. “You’re mine.”

[Author’s note: This chapter is about the dream of Akira.] Akira hurriedly took her bag and came out of her room. Her black short hair waved as she descended the stairs and ran like a squirrel toward the dining table. Her golden eyes were vividly clear with happiness as soon as she saw her family. When she sat at the table, her mother smiled at her cuteness as she ate the bread and drank the milk hurriedly. Alina Lesle Clemente, Akira’s mother. She possesses light golden eyes and black curvy hair. She came from the clan of Rihiko.