Inosuke Aoi Novels & Stories

I scoff. She knows who I'm working for. After all, she's being hunted by Odin. Kuma Hiroshi works for the police as a detective and keeps tabs on criminals wanted by Odin. From what I heard, Hiroshi was part of a yakuza before becoming a cop; his name means Bear, so he was prominent as a bear. Almost the same build as Snake, though I only heard from Odin. I have yet to meet the guy in person. I don't know the whole background story, but he left because he promised his deceased mother to live his life the way he wanted. So, he's married to an elementary school teacher and has three kids. "You make me sick. You are still lucky I haven't fucking killed you."

His face was still swollen, but I could now see that his right eye was open and he seemed to be talking to Aoki, which was already a progress since last night he barely uttered a sound that no one seemed to understand. “Mrs. Rosie,” Aoki said as soon as I reached them. Aoki had always been a curious fellow to me. He was serious, cold, and at first sight, even scary. He had long, straight hair, black as the night, and tattoos that covered both his arms and neck. He was massive—his fit body almost twice my size. My father had rescued him when he came to the US to escape from the Japanese mafia. Since then, Aoki had been a loyal friend to my family. He was also Archie’s bodyguard.

The bus driver sneered, “Oh! It’s a Japanese! Why is this little kid trying to act as though he’s so great in front of me now? Why don’t you take a look around you and see where you are right now? This is f*cking Oskia. Do you know that? Oskia! Come on, repeat after me, O-S-K-I-A!” The man in black was also a very well-respected warrior and master in Japan. Although he was not as famous or formidable as Nanako’s mentor, Kazuki, he was still a master at the very least. He really did not expect a bus driver to point his finger at him and insult him instead. So, he cursed, “If I don’t teach you a lesson today, then you won’t know the consequences and price you have to pay for running your mouth

"Now I'm certain that Lady Meiji is a half-human, half-ghost entity. Destroying the Pagoda of Nations and removing the worship offerings will slow her growth. Finding and destroying her hidden soul at Saintess Mountain will kill her for good." Kiran's face showed determination. "If that's the case, I'm confident I can destroy her." Sue nodded. "You should be confident. She can't physically attack you." Kiran nodded, then asked, "What about Aoki Kosner?" "Aoki Kosner is essentially a product of the interplay between Yin and Yang forces. She was born at the foot of Saintess Mountain, and because her father is Liam Murphy, she was born with a unique set of astrological signs and a destiny that

Miyuki returned there as well, because she still had to finish her studies, and had taken enough time off anyway. Aoi was hiding so far, and with the help of his vampire friends, killed the musician Aoi Takashima, citing drug overdose as the cause, which suited his image. Of course, it caused a huge stir, especially among the youth, as most of Aoi Takashima's fandom consisted of them. It took several more months before both the media and the public forgot about the beloved musician. Aoi, on the other hand, cut his hair very short, gave up any form of make-up and completely changed the style of his wardrobe, taking the name Ichatashiko, becoming officially the younger brother of Kai, who live

Aiomi looks differently from his brother. He has this clean cut blond hair , with tantalizing ocean blue eyes, he also has a tanned skin and he's taller than Hikaru, on the other hand, Hikaru has black long hair, which is tied neatly. He has this charismatic deep amber eyes, his complexion is pale yet you could see his cheeks are a bit pinkish. Both of them has pink lips and good looking. In my opinion, Aiomi is older than his brother. Why did I say so? Because of how Aiomi scolded him.

I used to doubt the possibility of them being obsessed with Alpha Leonardo, until the first time I set my eyes on him at the marketplace. He had the perfect height, 6ft tall, well-structured face with a chiseled nose. His brown eyes were so beautiful that I almost mistook him for a beautiful lady. His body frame was also perfect; athletic-like. I’d never seen a man so perfectly created by the Goddess. But his personality spoiled it all. He was ruthless and merciless, prideful and arrogant. A disgusting beast, who had zero regard for his subjects. Everyone detested him, and I was the front-runner. My hatred for him grew after the incident at the marketplace when his men knocked down an old la

He doesn’t shift into his beast form, doesn’t rely on the raw power that would have given him the edge. He fights with a cold fury, each blow landing with precision, as if he’s forgotten we’re his pack, his family. The vicious smile on his face never wavers, each hit seemingly adding to his satisfaction. The sounds of fists connecting, snarls, and grunts fill the air. Nero goes in first, powerful and swift, but Orion sidesteps, catching Nero’s arm and twisting it with a force that makes him stumble. Osiris lunges, his movements quick and fluid, but Orion ducks low, sweeping Osiris’s legs out from under him. He’s toying with them, the ease of his movements unsettling, almost like he’s enjoyin

“I have the target. No reinforcement required. I have it under control.” After ending the call, he cursed under his breath and then revealed, in his hands, a steel wire as thin as a strand of hair. Compared to swords and knives, the ninjas of the Aoi Clan preferred the inconspicuous tool to cut off the target’s head as it was more convenient. “Little shit, I have a saying that I learned from Arcadia for you—better luck next life.” He grinned as he squatted down, putting the steel wire around Kaze’s neck.

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.