Hana Uzaki Novels & Stories

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

Hazel didn't look like she could pack a punch but Charlotte guessed she was wrong. Suddenly, Nazu punched Hazel in the stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs. Taking advantage of the fact that Hazel was winded, she channeled her magic into her fist and punched her in the face. Tyr hadn't noticed the fact that Nazu had used her magic and she also wasn't aware that hidden among the shadows, stood prince Yuka. He watched Nazu with a look of anger on his face. Nazu struck again and again, her fists brutally connecting with Hazel's ribs and stomach.

She really did not expect this man to be so humorous. At this time, Kazuki had an angry look on his face as he said, “When I said that you’re being too arrogant, I wasn’t saying anything about you calling this man a shorty, but I was talking about what you said to Aurora Quinton. The champion of this competition will be Nanako, who is standing next to me. She’s the youngest and most promising combat and fighting warrior in Japan! No one among her peers can match up to her at all!”

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

Even though the girl is quite a beauty but its ruined by her rampant domineering expression she has right now. But the respond of that Kazuma guy to the girl is a slap in her head with a loud *PAK*! sound. Girl - It hurts! What are you doing!? Kazuma - Ha!? Still asking what am I doing? Naturally to try and fix that head of yours, who knows maybe after got hit your head might be fixed! Admires? Admires your head! What envies? Envies that you said "The team consist of a super beautiful and outstanding Arch Priest and impolite weakest class hikiNEET"? Such words want me to admire and envy? You useless Goddess!

She was a 15-year-old girl with black bangs and wearing a black shirt. “Um, you are...” The girl with bangs immediately introduced herself. “Natsuki Sena, Mrs Rikka’s loyal companion, me-“ “Member of the Cadet Division, 366th rank,” Rikka cut her off. “Eh? Mrs Rikka?” They laughed a little at the young Higashinese girl’s silly behavior.

They both stare at each other in disgust- “Uweh… It’s you…,” they say at the same time. The girl was another one of his friends named Ayame. She had long black hair and was really beautiful. A slender body to a pretty face. Everyone looked up to her but she never made contact with anyone other than Akihiko since he made contact with her first by calling her something ridiculous. She stood first in academics every single year. Her eyes looked just like Akihiko’s. They were blood red in colour. These were the only human friends he has had from middle school.

Will was afraid of being noticed from the outside since the town was busier now, and he didn't like spending hours in the col Sister Lina had moved on from teaching language to teaching history and religion. The religion worshiped a Goddess called the 'Nurturing Mother'. She was tolerant and caring, but also stern and cruel at times. The teachings heavily emphasized on caring for others, working in unison to lift everyone up together, but also independence so you wouldn't rely to heavily on others. It taught forgiveness and discipline, instead of punishment