Izumi Shinichi Novels & Stories

I outright glared at Ace who stood next to Gunnar. At those words, Jericho burst into hysterics, a fit of laughter rocking his body. He clutched his stomach with one hand, pulling out his phone from his jeans pocket with the other, "That's priceless," he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, typing exceptionally fast with just the thumb on his right hand, "Ace's name is officially being saved as 'Trigger Happy Suzie' from now on." "The fuck it is," Ace barked stepping forward but a single hand on Ace's shoulder from Gunnar halted his movements.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

Inez I was late for work today. I barged into people just to get to the elevator before its door closed. I was really late. I was hoping I don’t get another warning. I was late for the second time this month. I was panting. Running in heels is seriously a daunting task. I looked up and turned my head to my right. There was a man standing next to me. I have seen him. He works here but on just a different floor. He passed me a smile. I inhaled deeply before returning the smile. It was very awkward as I’ve seen the man but never spoken to him. He always smiles whenever I passed. I didn’t know what to speak but as a cue, the elevator halted. I was saved from the awkwardness. I got out. My breath

~Shuzuki's POV~ The conference room in the sleek Tokyo high-rise hummed with the low murmur of executives wrapping up their presentations. I sat at the head of the table, my fingers drumming lightly on the polished mahogany, eyes fixed on the projector screen as numbers and projections blurred into irrelevance. Shuzuki Takeshi, CEO of Nakamura Corp, that's me...thirty-eight, sharp-suited, and perpetually in control. Or so I liked to tell myself.

Inishola sat in his office, a dimly lit room filled with artifacts from his homeland. The air was heavy with the scent of sandalwood, and the soft hum of a traditional Japanese string instrument playing in the background. The leader of the Japanese mafia was a figure of immense power and respect, known for his unyielding sense of honor and his strategic brilliance. His sharp, piercing eyes scanned the documents before him, each one meticulously detailing his next move. He glanced up as the door opened and his son, Kamsy, stepped in.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

He stood behind Minho, watching as his son destroyed the room, raging and cursing like a wild animal. Mr Shima was a tall, strict man. Even though he was over 40 years old, he looked like he was in his early 30s with rich brown hair, tanned skin and deep-set brown eyes. The Shimas were a family of assassins and Shima Haruto was the current heir who was a disappointment to the family. Especially after murdering people, getting caught and being wanted by the government. "Good evening, sir" Minho quickly greeted with a respectful bow.

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.