Kamishiro Rui Novels & Stories

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Rui was unfazed. She was massaging the attractive young man whose head was resting on her thighs as she sat inside the carriage, one hand holding a comb. She softly rubbed diligently and joyfully, notwithstanding the flush that flowed down her face. Surprisingly, when they were by themselves, this young master wasn't so terrifying. He spoke softly and kindly, never displaying the frigid aura that he generally emitted. Rui was only 18 years old. The young master appeared to be younger than she was, but he exuded a sense of maturity. Her attraction to him was unavoidable.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

He was also aiming to finally defeat his father in the teacher student face-off. The most promising new faces included Mia who's ability was termed difficult to deal with, Souma Fubuki who was the young master of the house of Fubuki and also Natsumi's younger brother, and Yamato who didn't participate in the last tournament because he was working overtime. Shiro didn't make the official list because despite the rumors about him, no one in the school with the exception of his close friends had actually seen him fight. Though unofficial, the two that were tagged the least promising were Andrew and Marie Rosewell. Andrew's case was that he got beaten badly in his first qualifying match of the p

'' exclaimed Ruvi with a blushing face. Instantly he stepped back, his alarm sounded, his instincts knew he had to be on his guard and get ready to leave right away. ''Okay, why don't you spar with me today?!'' exclaimed Mischa, grinning. ''Mischa, I just came back from Sparing with them, I'm still very tired!'' shouted Ruvi answered with a panicked face. ''Those two little brats have also just returned from a mission and you've already sparred with them... You're an *Amethyst, what are you afraid of more than just sparring?!'' answered Mischa with a charming face and a proud smile etched on her face.

Fusae then pointed her finger at a wild man with a bulky, powerful build, a hairless face, messy blonde hair, and small blonde eyebrows. "That person is Rihito. He's the representative fighter of Yoshitake Real Estate. He's fairly famous on "Kengan Match" and he's also known as "The Superman," Fusae said. "Superman?" Monica raised his eyebrow. Fusae nodded and said, "Rihito is famous for his technique that is known as Razor Edge." She then pointed at her fingers and said, "Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor."

Kishimoto said. We quietly watched the Koi fishes swim around the colorful pond. "How is she taking it?" He asked. "Pretty well to my surprise," I said, referring to Isabella. "She is stronger than I imagined," I added. "Protect her with your life, she carries your future," Kishimoto said. I turned to him in surprise. How could he tell? "I was a surgeon before I chose the world of money, Damien-kun," Kishimoto said sagely.

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."

He looked like a Zeta and I could see that he took training seriously. “I’m Zara and I too heard your call,” the woman next to him said. Zara was petite and short and her wolf smell was very weak but her eyes shone with determination and I knew she and Liam belonged to each other. I could smell them on each other. She had golden brown hair and almost amber colored eyes.