Kaneki Ken Novels & Stories

Indeed, the young pair looked picture perfect together in the garden as spring began to stir into life: Kenji in formal black trousers, blue shirt, and topped off with a black jacket that fit his body perfectly, Haruka in her pale-blue and yellow kimono. Kenji, a year older than Haruka at twenty years of age, was a handsome young man with black hair and dark-brown eyes. As the eldest son of the Suzuki family, and heir to the family line and vast wealth, he carried himself with dignity and pride. He was a perfectionist and a hard worker, and he expected the same from his future bride.

“Eve.” The man’s eyes narrowed briefly, a smirk rising to his lips. “Evelina,” he purred, rolling my name around on his tongue as though he tasted it. “My name is Keane Hearne. My brothers and I run this institute.” “You—what?” I looked over at Kacey, hoping for an explanation, but she still seemed frozen on the spot. “We’re the bosses here,” he said. “But don’t worry, you’ll figure that out in no time.”

It was rare and could only be harnessed by elemental, rare, and strong wolves who had ki and could beat the heat produced. The only person I knew that could harness such an element happened to be Alpha Ryu, and he hadn’t drawn out a sword ever since… “Please save me…” He groaned. I looked around, scanning the area to see if anyone had seen us. Just as I expected, they were all focused on Ryu. “You have to get me out of here before he kills me.” I couldn’t see anyone holding a sword, nor did I smell any danger. Madona, who had the negation artifact, definitely couldn’t be the one since I punished her for her treacherous tongue. Who then could make a Gamma such as Kyle scared to the bone?

He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.” Ono Yohei? Alex thought for a moment before he finally remembered the name. Wasn’t that the guy with the bead that allowed him to have extremely high mental power? He hummed and then asked, “Why have you come to America? Did you come here to avenge your disciple?” Kenji had no desire for revenge anymore, he only gave a bitter smile without a sound.

“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

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

> VI: One Rainy Morning < -KakuiPotato *** Ken'ichi was about to go home after visiting Daiki's Shop at the black market when he remembered that he forgot his bag that has Sezuka's present. When he was going to the shop, he saw a one beautiful carriage at the road running. "I'm pretty sure a beautiful noble is inside that carriage" he whispered as he admire it. "I'm... I'M FINE DAMN IT!" is what he heard from it when it passed through.

I wanted to greet him and ask about him performing on stage but Amara cut in. "Was it you?!" Amara got up in his face. Ken-san leaned back. Looks like he was on his way back from somewhere because he was holding some onigiri. "Pardon?" He looked at her then me with raised his eyebrows, "Dude, what happened to your face?" ". . ." ~[Insert blah blah blahs]~ "Dude, you should sue," Kenichi said after I finished retelling my account. His expression was stern, but it was hard to take him seriously when he was drinking from a cherry-pink soda can with cute cats frolicking in sakura petals.

Janga spat, hate apparent on his face. "Not a dwarf." The short man replied, jutting his chin defiantly. "I am a Golem, and I go by the name Kenki." The men began to murmur wonderingly. "Kenki, here, drew this map, because he was ordered to do so." The man's eyes blazed and flames sparked in them, making them brighter. At least that was what Janga thought he saw. "Explain!" Janga said tightly. He had just about had enough of this strange man with eyes that sparked. He had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.

I replied. "Wow, what amazing advice, thank you," She said sarcastically but still did as I said. I sat my ass on a different table from Ivan and his wife, His wife back faced me and I was met with a pair of dark eyes. Ivan looked around forty, he had black hair with streaks of grey peeking through, and he had a neck tattoo of a snake just below his ear. I bit my lip at him while he still remained in conversation with his wife.