Hao Asakura Novels & Stories

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They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

He smiled widely as he planted a kiss on Maya's cheek making Maya blush immediately. Ashton went over to his safe. The only people who knew of the way to open the safe were Theo and himself and whenever there was something urgent they could leave clues for one another in the safe. He was sure that if something had happened to the pack then Theo must have left a message for him. Maya looked on as Ashton skillfully opened the safe. He was not using a password but some weird methods that left her mind in a maze just by looking at it. It seemed like he was performing a spell but at the same time, it was not a spell.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

I say. “Yes, I am Haru Kira and this is my wife, Fusae and our mate Kenji. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Naeve, Matthew and Blazion,” Hikaru’s father intones. “Over here, we have Raff’s and my mates. Asim is the big guy with the darker skin and ripped muscles and Aiden is the brooding sexy one with the long dark hair. Hikaru just took Raff in to find clothes that were clean and not 2 or more sizes too big,” I say, getting laughter from Asim, Aiden and Blaze at that last part.

“Pack business ends at the gate. You crossed into mine.” Kieran’s stare sharpened. “Who are you to claim territory?” Dax exhaled once, slow, as if choosing whether to spill blood or history. “Dax Ashthorne,” he said. The name hit Kieran like a blow. His face drained. “That’s impossible.” “You tell stories to your pups,” Dax replied. “So they don’t ask why your elders burned a rogue line to the root.” I blinked, heat rising under my skin. “Burned?”

And there he was. Leaning casually against a pillar, wearing a hoodie and joggers, his hair messy and loose, those blue eyes locked onto hers. Mona swallowed hard. Damn. This man was dangerously gorgeous.

Don't tell me. Meanwhile, in Japan, Akiko was reading all the documents Brandy had sent her about the Hansons. She has an idea and calls one of her contacts in America. -Youssef Saad? Akiko Sato calling. I need to hire your services. - “As-salamu alaikum” miss Sato. Long time no see. - Yeah, it's true. I want you to buy me every possible stock from the Hanson Food Market. Youssef thinks the woman is rude, not reciprocating the compliment in the right way was acceptable. She is not Muslim like him. Not greeting him at all, it was disrespectful.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.