Kenjaku Brain Novels & Stories

That human would be in for it. "I have come up with a way to scan human brains, and I think I have found one that is ideal," JP added. "I hope to pick a human more scientifically than what Keltrix did. I have chosen a human brain that will be attractive and suited for our lives. One that is an ideal match for our great leader."

He jumps from the bed, grabbing Jamari by her shoulders, her head lolls backwards from the momentum, eyes still closed tightly. Ren pushes forward in Kenji’s body, I can feel him shoving Kenji’s consciousness to the back of their mind. His claws elongate as his worry for Jamari and Rieka grows. Giving her body a rough shake, his claws dig in slightly, drawing blood from the cuts.

Kenzo. "Hey! It's morning, and you're already spacing out?" Jess startles, her eyes blinking rapidly. It's like experiencing distortion because Kenzo's voice is so lively, all because she didn't reply to any of his messages. How is she supposed to respond when Jess had already taken off to dreamland? "Why do I hear Kenzo's voice in my head this morning?" Jess complains. She grabs a piece of bread, spreads some butter on it, and sprinkles it with the available chocolate sprinkles on the dining table. "Where's Sebastian? Not having breakfast?"

It should have been normal for him to receive such compliments. "Good, at least that hasn’t changed. I… was afraid you would change since you no longer remember me." Kenji managed to compose his expression and offer a rational response. "Hmm… I don’t remember, but it seems my instincts haven’t forgotten. I don’t remember, but it feels right. When I heard the name Akiko, I knew it was correct. Things like that," Akiko explained. "Maybe it’s because something is so familiar, or something you don’t need to remember. Habits create that effect," Kenji theorized. After all, recalling names became more of a reflex than a conscious memory after some time.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

I was sure they had died. "We can discuss that later. Along with any other questions you may have. But for now, let's get started." Kenji says, in an authoritative tone. Being our Beta, he has a powerful aura to him. However, as a Luna, I outrank him. So regardless of what Kenji said, he wouldn't be able to actually compel me to follow his instructions.

Kenzo said. His voice was a low, steady rumble. I opened my eyes slowly. I took a shaky, desperate gulp of air. The heavy, clean scent of dark pine and rain filled my burning lungs. "Kol just has terrible timing," Kenzo explained quietly. He kept stroking my hair. His warm thumb brushed the side of my temple. The repetitive motion was trying to lull my racing heart back into a normal rhythm. "He doesn't talk much," Kenzo continued. "He lives entirely inside his own head. So when he finally does open his mouth, he says the weirdest things possible. He didn't mean anything bad by it. I promise."

"The more struggle you go forward then, the more percentage that your Kenitsu will be achieved." It really sounded weird for them. So Hikari then told them that maybe they should change it. But when they were searching for it, Suddenly Nimura says to them "What about we put a word like intelligence or something that got a connection with a book?" When Hikari and Neu heard about that, They says to Nimura that it really made sense, So they try to put something that sounds good with it.

The sight of his hands trailing sends another jolt of arousal down to my cock, causing it to jump in my jeans yet again. “FUCK!” The sound of Kenji’s guttural word has me snapping my head in his direction. His eyes are as black as the darkest of nights, a strained expression splashed across his face as he struggles to keep his Lycan in control. At least I am not the only one being affected by his sex juju.

Kenji smiled mysteriously as he looked at Yuri, but he didn’t answer her question. “It is either kill or be killed,” he stated. “This is the reality of the harsh world that we now live in. That is the reality of life, Yuri. Power is everything.” Kenji glanced at Yuri. “You want to be stronger. Stronger than anyone else. You’re an amateur now, but you’ve got the spirit.” A strange glint entered Kenji’s eye as he looked at Yuri, and Yuri had a feeling that she is seeing Kenji Kirisawa the Phantom now. “The spirit of a killer.”