Jester Tsukasa Novels & Stories

“This is not tension, Mr. Sica, I absolutely despise you. As cold as it might sound, I cannot trust you. You have proven to me that you are a man who would not hesitate to throw people to gutters once you are done with them. But it is fine, isn't it? It is what CEO’s do.” The car suddenly swerved left and surprisingly enough it was Mr. Sica’s doing. He looked angry. Not that he was fuming or had veins bulging across his forehead. His anger was the type a calculated man. It was pretty clear why he was a top gun and still remained at the top in the business world. He was a pretty great actor. I fixed my attention to the back to see how Samuel was faring forgetting the safety seat were still wo

His beady little eyes undressing me as he spoke. "That's not it, last week the las we had thrown into the ring with those two creatures and was devoured in two minutes flat. She was a looker, bigger tits than this one too." The Woman who had a hold of my right arm threw in. Her thick Scottish accent made it hard to understand her completely. "Ahh, yes, that's very true. I can't believe I forgot about her." Leon looked up dreamily. This guy is so disgusting. "Sit," Ivan ordered, finally turning his attention to me. I was shoved forward and slammed down into the wooden bench.

Tsuky Miki tried to resist, he fought the best he could with those henchmen, he was disarmed and subdued by ten men, such was his fight, it was like that, as promised to what he realized that all that was nothing more than a lie, everyone there was deceived by promises, and happiness didn't come as they said it would. When Tsuky or rather his double, clone or decoy who was crushed when Joker, reached out in front of him and skewered her to his horror, into his chest directly into his heart, that being the way it was supposed to happen, that's totally what happened, he went..., the clown and the campaigns released him, embraced by Joker. When then, Tsuky Miki was stunned, seconds and a half t

“There’s no secret to it. To be honest, I’m surprised he hasn’t turned up already. I’ve been expecting him. Looking forward to meeting him.” Yuqi seemed mildly annoyed at being contradicted. “There’s no need,” she snapped. “Need? Who cares about need. Let’s do it for fun. Eh, Colin?” If the Jester was the manifestation of Yuqi’s psyche, what would mine be like? She might have had several more lifetimes of doing heinous shit to produce her pet, but I had killed an entire planet.

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

Additionally, Taurus asks, Sultan shook his head; he was nervous. "I-I’m not..." he stammered, "How can I be a traitor?" His sweats were visible. "The young lady is just mistaken," "Right, young miss?" he questioned. Emily clasps both her arms above the table, looking at Sultan sharply. "Do you mean... Am I lying? What if I told you that the King was just giving me hints? "That the alpha knows about the traitor?" she scoffed sardonically.