Hitman Reborn Tsuna Novels & Stories

He was calm and unbothered like it was nothing. Maybe... I was overthinking. Maybe I said something out loud. "...But I heard you say reborn," I insisted, unsure. "Are you sure you're not hearing my thoughts?" His gaze hardened slightly. "I said no." "Don't let fear make you foolish. I was talking about the Replay of that game. Will you participate? Remember you died in the game because your wolf Lena became weak." My shoulders slowly relaxed. Right! That made sense. There was no way... I exhaled softly.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, as if he was calculating the next move, trying to figure out how he fit into this puzzle of revenge I was laying out. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So, since you’ve made up your mind about this revenge thing,” he said, his voice calm, but I could sense the weight behind his words. “Do you have a plan to accomplish it, or are we flying blind here?” I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I have a plan… sort of,” I admitted, biting my lip. “Before I was reborn, the Moon Goddess told me a few things. She gave me some guidance, a path to follow.”

“Have you forgotten that I had cleared your path for you that night? At the ball? That I killed…for you?” My heart plummeted, understanding the implication of what he was saying. The masked man neared me again; there was no space between us. I could feel the cold emanating from his body, smell the sea and rain on his dark coat. “I do not just kill for anyone, Luna. There is always a price.” It was then I understood. This was an assassin; a rogue. I was not sure entirely what breed he was but if I wasn't mistaken, I had come across a dangerous killer.

The tattoo snaked around his hands, disappearing into his tank top before journeying up to his neck. His yellowed teeth was on full display as he stared at me. I just stared back at him, eyes unbothered and void of emotion and complaint. " You ignoring me?" He asked, inching closer. I knew him. It did not matter if I wanted to or not. He had so many notorious comments going on around that it would almost be impossible to not know him. Kimura. The big thai man that was rumoured to be a mafia boss. " Kimura get back to your seat" one of the prison guards boomed. His eyes did not leave mine for what felt like solid seconds.

The strength fled from her legs, causing her to crumple to the floor. I calmly scanned my surroundings as the gears in my head whirred rapidly, calculating the possibility of breaking out of the warehouse. Just then, the voice of Scarface's accomplice resounded from a walkie-talkie that was placed in a corner of the warehouse. "The fool's so good at following orders, boss! He really came back!" My heart plummeted into my gut as I whipped around. Jonah, whom I had just sent away, had returned with a silver briefcase. His face was deathly pale as he stood at the entrance of the warehouse.

In just a few minutes that they were rejoicing over their victory He had suddenly turned indestructible? They watched as his height soared above the trees and his roar made some trees go off their roots. They gathered courage and tried fighting but there were just like ants in his eyes. Wherever part of his body their nails slit, that place regenerated itself and covered up. That was when they realized Alpha Sebastian was an Immortal werewolf. There was nothing they could do anymore to challenge an immortal so they surrendered. After making sure to clear the entire village of all existing vampires, Sebastian returned back to the scene of the murder. He quickly loosened the ropes used to tie

Tatsuhiko, a Yakuza. “You bastard!” the shooter shouted, raising his weapon again. “I’ll kill you!” In a blink, Isis was in front of him. His katana pierced flesh, thrust through and anchored to the wall behind him. “Stay right there,” Isis said, his voice calm but deadly. He turned to Mr. Tatsuhiko. “You’re unarmed,” he observed. “I underestimated you,” Tatsuhiko said, maintaining composure. “But a noble warrior doesn’t kill an opponent without a weapon.”

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.

The other young werewolves cheered as the echoes went through the trees. "Go, Sophia! Show them your stuff!" yelled Ash, one of her closest friends and also part of the pack, tall and powerful, his dark brown hair glinting in the moonlight. "Look out! Here I come!" she giggled, tripping him into a gentle tumble, landing lightly on her feet. "Good one!" Ash clapped, grinning from ear to ear. Just then, her best friend, Daniel, joined the training circle. He had sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes that sparked mischievously. "See that? I can do it better, I bet!" he teased jollily.

the man said. "did you just called me a primal animal?".T-Rex asked as he stared into the man eye, but the man seemingly not ready to back down maintained the eye contact . "you called me a pervert yourself so don't you think it won't be right if I don't call you something myself," the man said. "aren't you a pervert, your name is Henshitu-sha and can be literally translated as pervert," T-Rex said not trying to back out either.