Hinakawa Psycho Pass Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Little pig... why are you running away!?" The tormentor's callus complexion is unprecedented for a human being but they are not Ava's true target. Akira's eyes shifted to the boy on the ground with a hardened face. She then swung to another man who is entering this room right after he witnessed the incident. Akira smiles, his right hand intentionally touch his nose. The phoney smirk excluding a certain dangerous aura. "Yes... You are the one I have been waiting for..." 'Furukawa Akio' the heroic vibe of male leads are truly vibrant. But only he knows that the male lead is not an actual good person. There are two ways to judge his character, one, he is too full of himself or he would not hav

when he finally answers "Sure" In one condition, you'll have to ride me till I cum then I'll let my driver bring you back." Mario’s voice didn't sound like he was kidding. My jaw dropped in shock. Oh wow, this guy is a true maniac! what the hell did I get myself into. I'm going to have to give in if I want to get away from this beautiful psycho. Okay, I called him beautiful!!! something is definitely wrong with me but he is very attractive theres no denying.

Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended, Tachibana Hana waved her hand toward Monica again, but it was Sorata who was excited. Looking at this idiot, Monica decided to ignore him for now, but then, he didn't notice that there was another harem protagonist inside this hall that seemed to be jealous when he saw how Tachibana Hina was waving her hand toward the direction of Monica since even an idiot could tell who Tachibana Hina was waving her hand for.

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

I take her hand and watch helplessly as our brother’s bones snap and reconfigure into his human form. I want to help him, but I don’t know what to do. I remember my first shift. It was horrible. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, but I also know that there is nothing I can do to make this easier for him. The only thing that helped me was Doc Everett knocking me out. Since Iniko isn’t a hybrid, this should be a normal shift, except Iniko isn’t normal. No one knows what will happen with him after he shifts. Will he finally regain his memories from his life before now? Will he want Eliane as his mate again? Will the rift between him and Ancalagon start all over again?

A man with a deep husky voice tried to calm him down. "Sir you need to calm down" Introduction: Leon Smith -Also known as the 'Laudable Leo' -26 years old -Main Hacker of CIA "How can I calm the fuck down Leo? Since two years we are after that Mafia but got nothing. We are just sitting here watching the show while that bastard is busy shooting down our best agents?, he growled. Suddenly a girl with canary hair entered the room with a disappointed face. "Did you got something, Rebecca?", Leon asked her. She shooked her head while looking down in shame.

Akira pov Seeing Hana smug face made me face palmed myself. She didn’t think the consequence of what she do. With helpless feeling i then go toward her, pull her scruff and drag her toward one of the room. After locking the room i then look at her intensely. Hana: Emm, Dear. You know if you looked me like that, i’ll attack you. Akira: Come if you dare, i too need releasing some of my steam Hana: Don’t regret it.

Eiko sat seiza, precise, silver-streaked chignon unyielding, fox-sharp features softened only by pearl earrings, swaying judgment. I lowered, opposite an athletic frame, folding disciplined despite the South Side itch to bolt, hazel eyes locking her piercing dark. She poured matcha in a slow ritual, jade-ringed fingers steady as katana strikes, bowl extended in two-handed reverence, masking steel. "Nia Whitaker," she said, Tokyo clip weaving English silk, "you intrigue. Kenji's crisis queen, dismantling his careful chaos. Drink." Bitter green coated my tongue, grounding the unease prickling my scar above the brow. "Intrigue's mutual, Eiko-san. Inviting the enemy to tea? Bold play for a woman

"Who are they?" "Three big fish," Noah pointed at the coordinates on the map. "Face recognition matched, license plates tracked, and I just cloned their satellite comms. They’re fully tapped." Lina leaned closer, her eyes narrowing. "Flip through the Tokyo files. Let's see who Ichiro sent." Noah hit the enter key, pulling up a row of tactical profiles. "Look at the screen." "Damn," Lina whispered, studying the faces. "These guys are heavy hitters. Shinjiro top brains. They’re professionals."

When Hiroshi saw that both of the ninjas could be hacked to death by the other party at any moment, he hurriedly shouted, “Mr. Chairman! Mr. Yamamoto! Now!” Yahiko quickly pushed the car door open on the same side as Hiroshi. At the same time, the driver also opened his car door as he prepared to get out of the car. However, the driver’s side happened to be right in front of one of the Iga ninjas. When one of the Iga ninjas saw that the driver was about to get out of the car, he rushed over to him and raised his ninjato before piercing the driver directly through his heart.