Kazuma Novels & Stories

That's the rule, so the man have to sleep with someone in order to leave the hotel, unless the guy wants to live there forever. Darrem forgot that the lady wasn't aware of his role in this business. He has no plan on telling her anyway. If he would reveal to her that he was the CEO and founder of Casa Roma, he will lose the thrill of their meeting. He was Darrem Roma, the CEO and founder of Casa Roma. He was the youngest child of Chasy and Roy Roma, one of the richest businessman in America. Their family own Vianca Island, and many properties and land around the world. They also own T-RACE, a known shoe brand and Aromani Wine. His mother gave him the permission to manage the resort business

"Daniel Zavaro, twenty-nine years old. Six-year veteran of the Texas Mutiny. Number four on last year's Top Twelve most eligible bachelor list as voted by the city of Houston, behind one baseball player and two football players. Single, loves his family, volunteers at a local children's soccer league and all around nice guy." I stare at her, mouth gaping. "I can't believe you know all that." "I can't believe you don't," Sue says. "I didn't know about his volunteer work, but even I bought one of those sexy calendars they put together from the guys on that list." I cock my head at her. "What? It was for charity." "Seriously, Quincy," Geni says, turning back to her client. "He is ridiculously

Leaves rustled beneath their feet as they moved with a purpose, each step bringing them closer to the confrontation that would decide the fate of their packs. Kazia stood at the edge of the camp, her gaze fixed on Kavan’s retreating figure. Her heart pounded with worry. The fear of losing him clawed at her chest. She called out to him, her voice laced with concern, "Kavan, please be careful. I can't bear the thought of losing you." He turned, his eyes softening as he looked back at her. He smiled, a reassuring gesture meant to comfort her. "I promise, Kazia. I'll come back to you. I have to. We have a future to build together."

Kazuma knows Issei a fellow japanese from his name, its quiet easy to guess really. Because all the name on this world, not a single one have a japanese style name such as him and Issei. (He still haven't met Kyouya) Aqua - Ehhhh! You are from the same world as this hikiNEET!? Then how come you both are so different? One is a useless hikiNEET while the other one seems very capable?! Megumin and Yunyun also surprised that Issei is not from this world. Kazuma - You shut up! And my full name is Satou Kazuma. I'm begging you Issei Hyoudou-sama!

Kane smiled widely , he clapped his hands twice . " There you have it Josh , Wasn't too hard now , was it ? " , Kane encouraged . Josh let out a sigh . " I didn't think it was possible for you to get scarier Kane ", Josh told him . Kane laughed . " But , honestly . Where the hell is that fucker Kaz ? " , Kane asked too . Kaz was the one of them that was taking his new job way too seriously , he was constantly gone . ' Gathering intel ' was all he ever did these days .

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

She turns to Liam. “Ok, for a boy I have Zann, Andon, Florian, Kaz, and Lel,” Liam says. “What does Kaz mean?” I ask. “Warrior.” “Jai Kaz. Victorious warrior.” Bhakti looks at us with an excited face. “Guys! I love it!” “Me, too!” I say, rubbing my stomach. “It’s settled!” Liam says, looking at us almost as if he can’t believe that we just did that. “I won’t be sleeping on the couch tonight!”

The kid is here in this facility so that she knows there is nothing wrong with her, that the disabled are those who look at her full of judgment. This kid is his masterpiece. Ameira is his masterpiece. Surely, no one can control this kid, not even Alejandro. Ezecarl Zlatan, however, is not just anyone. He can control the child that everyone fears. "What is your name?" He asked, making sure which of the six characters he was talking to. And of those six, he has one favorite. "Ivy." His lips curled into a grin. "Do you know why you are here?" Ezecarl asked.

Time for a life he had almost forgotten he was allowed to want. Harper watched the rapid calculations processing behind his calm exterior. "You would effectively be off-grid," she added. "That's what I call the specialists who operate outside our normal chain of command. You don't exist in the company directory. You don't answer to middle management. And when there's a massive problem standard systems can't handle, my office calls you." "And when the systems are running smoothly?" "You go live your life."

The heat radiating from the grill warmed my frozen legs. The driver's side door flew open with brutal force. Kaz stepped out. He wore his dark combat gear. A long hunting knife was strapped to his right thigh. He looked like the god of war. His amber eyes burned with absolute, unchecked fury. He did not like being delayed. He hated insubordination. "Move your ass, Kenzo," Kaz growled. His deep voice carried a dangerous, feral edge. "No," I answered simply.