Kaneki Novels & Stories

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Cold, precise, and ruthlessly successful, he was a man who took exactly what he wanted. He had chosen her the moment he saw her at dinner. Aiko Nakamura, 29, a brilliant art curator from Kyoto. Graceful and poised, with porcelain skin, long silky black hair, and a lithe yet curvaceous body that her simple white yukata barely concealed. Her dark eyes held quiet intelligence and a hidden hunger. Kenji approached her with calm authority. “The onsen is completely private tonight,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “No one will disturb us. Come. I want to see how long you can last before you break.”

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

Jaden just shook his shoulder giving a shrug like he was himself unaware and weirded out by the current situation. "By the way what is your name?" Isabella asked but when Jaden didn't reply, she spoke herself. "You know mine so it's fair only if I know yours too!" "Jaden" he answered And with that he walked away. Isabella also followed him outside towards the lift, hoping that she could get the pin for left so that she would leave but when they finally reached their resident put his fingerprint right adjacent to the lift where she saw nothing but plain steel after that the machine Shook and answered

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

So he just waiting for it. Neu asks Hikari "To who that you're talking? is it Sabu-sama?" Hikari nods his head telling him that it was true. Hikari says to Neu that it seems like he was having a problem there. hearing that from Hikari, Neu was thinking that it must because they still not return there yet. Hikari didn't sure about it because he was thinking that maybe Sabu-sama has a friend to help him.

“We are leaving the meeting, everything went perfect, do you want to come with us to celebrate?” "Maybe next time, I'm a little busy" "Are you still mad at me?" "Enjoy" I couldn't help the grimace that formed on my face at his answer. Apparently, he was still upset with me, and with good reason. “Are we waiting for him or is he not coming?” I turned to see Eli, sitting on my right side. We were on our way to one of the most exclusive sushi restaurants in the city. We would celebrate that Adidas executives had loved the presentation.

They were in their best attire, and the dusty air blended with the aroma of different delicacies that circulated the whole place. Ejima brushed through the people, feeling embarrassed that she was underdressed. Curiosity was the only thing that propelled her feet. She wanted to be sure that Kelechi—Nneamaka’s son—made it successfully to the initiation. She would go back home and dress up afterward. She even had a gift for him. A little sword she had bought from the Afor market.

Said ken as he looks at eiji who is still in the arms of mina. “Um.. sir..”mina wanted ken to know that she is also there. “right, what is your name?” asked ken to mina “Abe Mina, sir” “Satoshi Ken, just call me satoshi, until when will you be here then?” ken is aware that mina would be leaving as well. “Madam told me to stay here for a week after that I will be leaving young master eiji in your care.”