Hori Masayuki Novels & Stories

Cosimo: “You are delaying things to your own benefit, and with each passing day, with each passing minute, they are growing stronger. It is not something that we want, Cosimo.” My elder, Jasperrando del Mariucci said, glaring at me. I had to force myself to calm down, reminding myself that he was not only my elder, but that he was in charge of most of the funding that came to us. “What is it that is forcing you to keep that woman alive? Huh? Why are you so scared of killing her like you’ve done for both her mother and father?”

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.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Lowering my gaze, I nod my head, and with as much strength as I can muster, I say, "Alpha." Zach chuckles and claps me on the back, "Relax, Amaris." "Sorry," I mumble nervously, not knowing what the proper etiquette for this type of this is. "I don't—" "Amaris," Their father says, his deep voice holding a gentleness that I wasn't expecting. "Please, have a seat. I won't bite—that's something I reserve for Rogues, duels, or my mate." He grins when his kids groan at his insinuation. "My son," he says, nodding his head towards Zach, "tells me that you're newly shifted and unaligned."

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

" No please don't do this Brian please." The girl cried out as I launched at her tearing a part of her cheek as she screamed in horror and pain. I enjoyed her tastes. "Shhh, it'll be over soon my lovely." I said as I dried off her tears with my fingers and continued feasting upon her face. I usually loved to dine on my prey on the table while they are tied down. I live alone, except for my one and only servant. Mr. Wilson is what I call him. My parents had passed when I was a lad, but they were like me. Cannibals. They raised me to believe how they believed. Feed upon the young and you remain young forever. I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant.

“We are leaving the meeting, everything went perfect, do you want to come with us to celebrate?” "Maybe next time, I'm a little busy" "Are you still mad at me?" "Enjoy" I couldn't help the grimace that formed on my face at his answer. Apparently, he was still upset with me, and with good reason. “Are we waiting for him or is he not coming?” I turned to see Eli, sitting on my right side. We were on our way to one of the most exclusive sushi restaurants in the city. We would celebrate that Adidas executives had loved the presentation.

Futaba Masaru’s face turned serious as he reprimanded Suke in a deep voice. Seeing how Gerald had such a good relationship with the Yamashita family, Masaru could almost see the Futaba family overcoming the great obstacle before them and reach even greater heights with the help from the Yamashita family. He was on Gerald’s side even as he spoke.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)