Hashirama Brother Novels & Stories

“Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.

His attire appeared worn-out as well. His face wasn't yet visible to me. But there was something about him that really stood out to me. His locks. Yes, his hair does appear to have a smooth texture. The hue is exquisite. Light brown has always been a color I've desired. the same shade of hair as dad. "He is your brother." I was somewhat taken aback. Is that correct? Mom certainly wasn't joking. Oh my. I at last ran into him. I found out I have a brother from mum a week ago.

Actually Ankara and Kakashi where sibilings, the thing about them was that they can never get together, they are the complete definition of things being opposite. Both where different in everything except from their ruthlessness, it was only in being ruthless where they the same. Bam! Kakashi waved his hand as something like a wind blade appeared to zap something. "you are really serious to kill me, i am your twin brother you know," Kakashi said as he continued running towards Ankara. Boom! Kakashi pushed his body through the air as he twisted his body like an arrow, now you can make out Ankara gift a bit as Kakashi passed through the middle of the thread like tiny silk that was almost invi

grumbled Ryugu as he slammed his fist into his seat. “…Leader… Do you think… that the man who thwarted Saburo’s assassination plan could be a ninja from the Yamashita family…?” speculated Takeshi. “…A possibility certainly exists… However, I’ve never really met any of the ninjas from that family… Hell, I’ve never even heard of any connections between the Futabas and the Yamashitas!” replied Ryugu as he scratched the back of his head, wondering how things had suddenly gotten so complicated…

she asked as she looked at Mitsuhide. “He was born off the compound, Marane. He was born after your parents left,” she said. “You’re my brother?” she asked, looking at him. “Yes,” He stated. He looked at her and saw his mother from when he was younger. He was choked up. Leon looked at him as well and put out his hand, “Welcome brother,” Mitsuhide took it and shook as two other men walked up, and she recoiled into Mitsuhide. “Sarien, Mesotue this is our brother,” Marane said as the two looked at Mitsuhide.

Zhi was already acting casual. "Damn, shut up," Haruto complained about him being noisy. Himari then uttered, getting their attention, "So, Mizu is our youngest sibling, from today on, in this survival game we are a family. Let's survive this till the last floor." her hand was in midair, palm facing the ground was waiting for them to put theirs too. And they did. "Yeah," they agreeably shouted.

Boaz voices, "and you’ve got her locked for life.” "Shit." I grunt. "Deep shit." Boaz smirks. “So, either you two have a badass plan, or you’re screwed.” I glance at him. “Technically, you’re screwed too. Remember, you helped her break out.” He places a hand on his chest and pretends to be shocked. “Right. ‘Cause you promised me command over the night shifters. Better have a way to get them back from your brother, or else…” “Else what?” I chuckle.

I had given my life to a man who only wanted my money and my land. "You’re going to get sick out here." A voice came from the shadows. it was deep and rough. It sounded like thunder. I spun around. My eyes turned bright yellow because I was scared and angry. A man was leaning against the wall. He was huge. He had broad shoulders and messy black hair. He wore a heavy leather jacket with a wolf skull on the back. He had a scar on his face, and his eyes were dark grey. I knew him. He was Lucian Vailant. He was Julian’s older brother. He was the man who was supposed to be the leader, but he was sent away years ago. People said he was dangerous.

"C'mon, Grayson. The boys can give us a little privacy while you show me where Mom is." King growls low in his throat, his eyes burning into Gray, but I meet his gaze with a pointed look. "I'll be okay, baby," I promise him, softening my tone. "Maybe you guys can show Zuri some of the pretty flowers." Gray pulls his hand from mine with an exaggerated huff. "Why are we holding hands? What are we, in Kindergarten?" he grumbles before walking off. It should hurt my feelings, but I know my brother. He's the ruthless president of the Crimson Reapers, and God forbid anyone see him holding his little sister's hand.

BLURB “Why are you everywhere? Why do you appear all around me?” I asked in an almost inaudible voice filled with frustration and weakness “Do I still have to answer that?” He smirked. “Fine, it's simple. You're mine, and I don't plan on letting you go or even sharing you." *** Elena Carter felt heartbroken after finding out her best friend and ex-fiance were having an affair. They called her a liability as she had been with their support after her graduation and her failed attempts to secure a job for over a year. In desperation to avoid the pain that pierced through her heart like a saber, she went to a club where she had a one night stand with someone who turn