Kakuzu X Hidan Novels & Stories

That woman is a snake in the green grass. Few minutes after Alexa walked out, the guards walked in with the two men Chloe claimed Alexa had brought. “Lock the doors,” I ordered the guards. “Start talking…” I pulled out my guns from the drawer, aiming at them. “Before I blow your brains out.” “Woah, I wasn’t expecting this.” Both gangster looking men had their hands up in surrender but they didn't look scared at all, like they were certain I was bluffing, that I couldn't get rid of them. I pity them because they will not walk out of this compound the same way they came.

The message was delivered, the old financial hierarchy was broken, and the upper ring belonged entirely to the hybrid administration. Killian didn't give the plaza time to clear. With a low, guttural growl of pure, bloodthirsty satisfaction, he spun my frame around against the ruined vault framework, his large hands locking around my jaw to tilt my face up to his terrifying, pitch-black gaze. His dark scent filled my lungs, demanding total surrender from my inner sovereign as his thumbs dug into my skin, his chest heaving violently with the raw adrenaline of the conquest.

he introduced himself. "Good to meet you. Call me Alpha Blake. This is my beta, Luca," I said. Channing was about the same age as Aspen, similar in build, with the same dark hair. The one real difference was their eyes Aspen's hunter-green, like his mother's, and Channing's an unusual, striking grey. I'd never seen eyes quite like his. "Is Mr. Halliwell going to be joining us?" Luca asked, shaking Channing's hand. Channing looked at us, confused.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

But who would have thought the person who gave me that drink was a man who cared about me. "Eh, miss. If you disgust me, I can accompany you here until your friend returns. Just think of it as an apology for my first brother. Sorry, I'm a little stubborn. Anyway, my name is Kazexian. He is the first brother's name is Kim, this is his second brother's name is Kanzuka, this is his third brother's name is Kazame. I am the last brother, Kazexian. What is your name?" said Kazexian introducing himself.

His face was very void of any emotion, even though it was the same for almost everyone in attendance, his was darker. I couldn’t sense an iota of guilt and this pretty scared me. ‘What if Darius turned him into something he would have never wanted?’ “Celine, are you alright?” Kilhan asked in a low voice, bringing me back to reality. I looked at his face and let out a faint smile. “Yes,” I answered, shifting my gaze to Kendrick’s face which lay beautifully on Kilhan’s shoulders. “We’ll be out of here soon, baby. And we can finally live happily together.” He uttered.

Then, a rough voice spoke. "Take her to the Boss. Renjiro wants to see her himself." A harsh grip yanked her up, forcing her onto her feet despite the lingering weakness in her body from the drug they had used on her. Her breath came out heavy, heart pounding as she felt their vice-like hold around her arms. After what felt like an eternity, they stopped. The air was colder now—this had to be a larger space, possibly Renjiro Takahashi’s main hideout. Suddenly, a hand fisted her hair and yanked her head upward. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as the cloth over her eyes was torn away, making her blink rapidly as light flooded her vision. Standing before her was an older man, his gaze sharp, his

But, as the door slid open and revealed the van's interior, my plans of escaping went flying out of the window. Inside there was a man sitting on the floorboard. Long legs cladded in black denim were spread open, braced on the floor of the van and they ended in black leather boots. His hair was glossy black and his jawline was straight and square. One hand resting on the van's seat and the other was holding a gun, with its shiny black barrel pointing in my face. "Get in the van, HIKARI," said Oikawa while gritting his teeth "we've got some work for you" ___________________________________________

He let out a loud howl which echoes through the halls, soon his body was covered with gray hairs and paws. Hastily he ran after ghd hybrid even when his knee had gotten broken, he ran faster as he felt the presence of the hybrid get closer. Kaden halted suddenly as a figure stood before him, he had long waited for a chance like such. Finally he was standing so close to his enemy, the outline of her shape from the outfit she wore made it evident it was a female. Kaden snarled at the hybrid which was also frozen with fear, he moved towards her before closing in the space between them gradually.

In that split second, an image gets burned into my mind: a short, shriveled-up old man with an elongated head wearing a silken robe - behind him stood terrifying creatures. I grin at this, but I’m shocked nonetheless. I know now that the Takahashi family is definitely not your average Yakuza and that this man in front of me is no ordinary leader. No wonder Kaen didn’t want his children to breed with these two because their heirs will be fucking powerful. Ever heard of the folklore painting ‘Hyakki Yagyō’ or The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons? Well, there’s a demon said to lead them, and right fucking now, I am looking at him - Nurarihyon. Well, a reincarnated version anyway.