Hanzo Hasashi Daughter Novels & Stories

I should pay her a visit. “The fourth one is Lady Aya Hiwa, second daughter of Daimyo Aya Nagatasuke. She is Lady Aiyo’s best friend. Both of them have the same mean personality. Always trying to win the Emperor’s favor.” Here comes the third bitch. “And the last one is Lady Hisamatsu Tsuya, the only daughter of General Hisamatsu Taketoshi. The meanest of them all. She always threatens you and then blames you for things you did not do. You never fight back and that’s why she loves to insult and threaten you. She also has some knowledge of martial arts since her father is a general. Please be careful around her Yukina.” Martial arts you say? Oh this just got way more interesting.

I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. “They trained me with my elemental powers when I was little. They are like family to me.” Ember says. “Oh.” I turn to face them. “I’m sorry, forgive my harsh intentions, I am Damian Morningstar.” I shake their hands. “I am Hanzo. The former Ghost of Tsushima turned fire elemental.” My eyes widened. “Ghost of Tsushima? The samurai warrior that fended off the Mongol invasion of Japan all by himself?” I asked. I’ve heard of the legend of the lone samurai warrior that rose from the dead to defend his home but I’d never have thought I would meet him!

“I’m your biological mother, Sakura. My maiden name is Haruka Tanaka. Suzuki is my late husband’s surname.” Sakura sucked in her breath and her heart pumped loud and fast as she gazed at Haruka. Haruka touched the pendant of the necklace about Sakura’s neck and said, “That was mine. My very first jewel I designed myself. I left it for you. It…and the note. My daughter’s name is Sakura.”

No answer. I waited ten seconds and knocked again. Still nothing. I pushed the door open slowly. "Mr. Hale, it's twelve twenty-" I froze. A woman with red hair pressed against him. Lips on his. Hands in his shirt. Ryan's hands on her waist but then he pushed her away. The woman turned, green eyes narrowing. Smirk sharp. "Oh look who we have here," she said sweetly, more like poison. "Ava-Lynn Carter." I clenched my teeth hard. This fucking bitch. "Ava, Veronica," I said coldly. "Just Ava."

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.

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

"Pity. You cannot do anything to me. Infact, you need me." "How dare you insinuate—" "Without an anchor to the mortal realm, you'd be gone in a day. Two at the most." The woman waved a bored hand, then jerked her chin towards the cauldron. "I can see you were trying to perform a ritual. The Ritual of Infernal Transformation, perhaps?" Aosoth gritted her teeth. "It failed." "Figures." "My daughter is one of yours now." She spat. "A Hunter,"

She took my other arm and I was forced to accompany them. “Some of us are just greedier than most.” Elise mumbled. They took me to the sun-drenched room where a beautifully set table displayed delicate china, pastries, and a selection of breakfast treats. Despite the lovely aroma of the food, the air reeked of spite. “Are you celebrating something?” I asked. “Of course!” Hanna gushed. “We have cause, don’t we?” She pulled out a chair for me. “Sit.” “Yes,” Vasi smiled, which didn’t reach her eyes. “We have the hunter and all three of his children. But I guess it’s not that great for you, is it, Erina?”

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

Before the girl goes back to the other A man comes closer to me. As I remember, his name was Joshaque. He was my friend Zeta's son, like mine, since we grew up together with my uncle Colton. He was one of the guards of Serena like mine. I have a lot of things that I wanted to know regarding what kind of life I have, but maybe I would learn that slowly.