Hongo Takeshi Novels & Stories

Young master Part16 "Hello ...." a smirk at the door. Khan who saw the arrival of Roberto Mose, immediately bowed respectfully. "My lord...." Khan said. All eyes turned to Roberto, and the businessmen who came to the Khan Tones show, of course, recognized the man very well. "Young master Mose, welcome welcome." Mike Tones shook the man's hand. "It's an honor, my lord, to have you come to our little party," continued Mike Tones.

She joined him when she was done and sat across from him. “So” She started. “So?” “Don't you have anything to say?” She asked, a little surprised. “Ok fine. Hi, my name's Takumi Rengoku and I'm 16 years old. Nice to meet you.” She looked at him with a tilted head and raised an eyebrow. “This is the part where you also introduce yourself.” She couldn't stop herself from snorting. “What?” “I wasn't expecting that response. I'm Twilight Sakata and no, my parents weren't wasted when they named me. They just really loved My Little Pony.” She paused for a moment. “Actually, now that I’ve said that out loud, I think they were.”

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

We’ll have enough time to set our defenses once we get to Kiyosu Castle. “Are you ready, my lady?” Hideyoshi asked me. I nodded and he helped me up my horse. Now that I think about it, Hideyoshi isn’t Hideyoshi yet. His name is Kinoshita Tōkichirō. I also remember that this war will be a big turning point for him. I hope everything will go according to plan.

“Here is the report the General gave… ‘Ito Akihiko is beyond your wildest expectations. Has already experienced death once. Has taken out a nest of A-grade Akaname with only one support.’” “And who is this support?” “Sir the general said that it’s a mercenary who goes by the name of Yasuhiro Ritsu.” On hearing the name one of the figures who were sitting in their chairs gets up enraged- “Kill him… This is an order. If he is not dealt with immediately, he could prove to be quite the problem.” “Yes sir. He has also mentioned a very confidential piece of info in his report… ‘Wukong has arisen from his slumber.’”

Not knowing whether it's day or night because there are no windows or light, I pinch the bridge of my nose and try to ignore the massive hangover that's making my head pound like a drumline. I vaguely remember one of my new pals calling the big man who took me Tony, but I have no idea who he is and I didn't recognize him. As I'm racking my brain, trying to figure the current situation out, I hear footsteps above and then a door opens. A bare light bulb flickers on above and I blink against the brightness. Looking up, I see a man step into view. Someone I instantly recognize. Matthias Volkanov, the ruling don of the Volkanov family.

With a prostitute, everything is secretive and you’re guaranteed to get lucky in the end. I decide against the prostitute and instead go to the Hun and get some good drinks. It’s the perfect name. After leaving the Hun, patrons feel more like barbarians. In front of the bar, two bikers are already going at it. One I recognize for being a hothead. He’s a dirty blond who always seems to be just passing through.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

he said softly, he leaned forward kissing my forehead before standing up. "And keep your hair out of it's ponytail," he added gathering the garbage leaving my office. What the fuck just happened. . . . . . . Vote and comment Hope you enjoyed Who is your favorite character so far?