Kei Ito Novels & Stories

The shock from whatever was still evident on his face. “Hmm,” my head nodded. “Where did you copy this from?” “Copy?” My finger scratched the back of my head as I stared at him. How did he easily find out it was copied? It took Daisy hours snuffing the internet just for this. And when she finally saw this perfect one, she had to duplicate two for us. “What’s your name?” The CEO interrupted my thoughts. “Eira Rowan.” “And you?” His eyes darted in the direction of Daisy.

It seemed as though Meiko was truly not as simple as she looked. She was the real master in the Takena family. So, this was the reason why Gerald had asked this question now. “Yes, I can!” Ito replied as he nodded. “Alright, then. If that is the case, we will not waste any more time and get started immediately!” Gerald said as he smiled and got up on the stage.

“So no one is allowed to contact Rei?…not even me, her brother?” “You can, if you want to die. It’s up to you that way”. “He won’t actually kill us, would he?”. He whispers. “Isn’t that a bit too…?”. “He's trying to prove a point, Aito”. Eiji drums his fingers against the table, as if to keep his thoughts steady. “He wants us to know that he’s no longer joking around…and he wants to hurt me in the exact same way I hurt him”. “Did Rei kill Miyamura’s true love or something?”. Aito asks tiredly. “No, really…What the hell did that child do? And why do I feel like I’m the only person who doesn’t know what she did?”.

“I am Damian, CEO and Boss of Key!” Keiko was nervous and embarrassed, her face was already red. “I'm Keiko, Key's best friend!” Keiko shook Damian's hand for a bit. If seen from anywhere, even from the end of the Monas though. The figure of the man in front of him was really handsome, seriously. Keiko didn't lie this time. Damian was really handsome, tall, well-established and seemed to be full of warmth. And that suddenly made Keiko want to tease the figure in front of her.

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Until he gains his full power and potential, the sword of not knowing and guessing, was the only weapon that can help keep him alive. What is he doing here? Someone whispered from the right. Bozo did not turn in the direction nor allowed the displeasure to showcase itself on his face. He kept his pace steady as he continued ahead. Let them keep guessing. “My lord,” Kechi was saying as he hurried towards him.

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.

“Now then!” says Akihiko and dials the number that called on his phone when he was asleep. The phone rings. The number connects and then he hears a voice which he hadn’t heard before but was really familiar. “Hello. This is Ito.” “Ah, yes. I’m well-informed. You wouldn’t call back without knowing the details of the call… Or would you?” “Details? I just heard something interesting about what you told me.” “Hahaha. That’s the only reason. Are you sure…?” says the unknown voice and he feels a chill down his spine.

They then, like the 'prentices of Old Melton, played a considerable part in the society of the great cities, and that man was lucky, were he gentle Samurai or simple wardsman, who could claim the Father of the Otokodate for his friend. Chôbei of Bandzuin was the chief of the Otokodate of Gim. He was originally called Itarô, and was the son of a certain Rônin who lived in the country. One day, when he was only ten years of age, he went out with a playfellow to bathe in the river; and as the two were playing they quarreled over their game, and Itarô, seizing the other boy, threw him into the river and drowned him.

Charlie gauged Yamamoto Kazuki’s ability and smiled, “Mister, why are you so confident that Ito Nanako will be the next champion?” Yamamoto Kazuki replied with a proud look on his face, “I’ve been in the martial arts industry for many years. My experience has far exceeded most common folks. In my professional opinion, Miss Ito is a genius. Plus, with my constant coaching and lecture, she will definitely win the championship!”