Novel & Cerita Kakuzu X Hidan

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.

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

Even a year later his effect on him remained the same. “It’s so good to see you!” His sexy demeanor hadn’t changed either. Searching for something to say other than “You look good,” my gaze found Zen, who silently watched the exchange. “Ian, this is Mr. Zen Kirishima. He’s Yoshiyuki Hatori’s business partner.” “You’re Japanese?” he asked with genuine curiosity. Then he began greeting him in Nihongo. Kaz stood up and took his hand. He murmured something about speaking the language beautifully and he giggled. Before I could feel jealousy at having another man touch him, I noticed the large diamond on his finger. Immediate hurt smacked me upside the head.

Aria didn’t react— Which somehow made it worse. Hayley opened one eye. “Really?” Hayes frowned. “What? It works.” “It’s terrible.” “It’s accurate.” Sofia exhaled quietly, a trace of amusement slipping through. “At least it’s honest.” “You’re all just jealous,” Hayes muttered. “No,” Hayley said flatly. “We’re not.” Phoenix’s expression shifted slightly, not quite smiling, but close enough to count. Sofia stepped forward next. “Aqua Ice.” “Black Widow,” Aria added, her voice quiet but steady.

I've been hiding my excellent grades from my childhood friend, Oliver Barton, for years because of his jealousy. A day before the college entrance exam, he comes clean to me and admits that he's been taking private tutoring lessons without my knowledge for the past three years. His grades are good, and he plans to go to an elite college after graduating high school. I stand there, stunned, listening to his every word. "Viv and I both have excellent grades. There'll soon be even more in common between us both after we go to the same college in Haven City. "Once we're in college, we'll tutor you seriously so you can also get into a better college after you repeat your year." He and my bes

But I can’t help the feeling that someone is really, really watching me. My pulse spikes. Slowly, I scan the dim room. People are dancing against the flashing lights, but my gaze lands on a tall figure leaning against the edge of the VIP bar, tucked into the dark corner of the club. He’s wearing a black leather jacket, a dark baseball cap pulled low over his forehead, and a black face mask hiding the lower half of his face. Despite being hidden in the dark and covered in a mask, I find him hauntingly familiar.