Kenji Yamaguchi Novels & Stories

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

"Intrigue's mutual, Eiko-san. Inviting the enemy to tea? Bold play for a woman who crushes coups." Her laugh tinkled jade on porcelain, dry and devoid of warmth. "Enemy? No, child. Weapon. Or consort." Bowl set aside, she leaned fractionally, dark eyes dissecting my asymmetrical bob, the jewel-tone suit hugging curves hard-won. "Kenji was exiled from Tokyo five years ago. Board wolves circled SatoTech after his father's death—my brother's folly, leaving the heir too raw. I crushed them. Bloodied the tatami. But Kenji... he returned forged colder. You see it, yes? The dragon unchained."

×Higan× "Here," I said as I handed Jamie a plate with two chicken mayonnaise sandwiches on it. He took it without taking his eyes off of the TV and set it on the space on his left. "Thanks." I sat down next to him and looked at the screen to see his progress. Jamie watched the screen with intense concentration as he led his player through the field. His skills at COD weren't that good but I felt a weird sense of pride at watching him try his best.

This is a man, with a slight smile on his face, assessing me silently, listening to my ridiculous baffling. He is not just a man though. He's an Alpha. The Alpha.

she said, her fingers already dancing across the screen. “Here's one, he's a lawyer who likes sushi. Too boring?” “Definitely,” Angela replied, already shaking her head. “Next one, he's a professional skateboarder that enjoys poetry,” Yuki read, raising an eyebrow. "A bit too much? What do you think, honey?” She turned to Angela. “Yeah, I don't think I could handle that level of cool,” Angela said with a laugh. “Alright, here's a Japanese guy who's an amateur chef and loves to travel. Could be a winner,” Yuki said with a wink.

“Head chef here. Best in Tokyo, if you ask me.” Liam studied him for a moment, then glanced at the plates. “You cooked the wagyu and sashimi?” he asked, still holding onto me. Kenji nodded quickly. “Yes, Mr. Smith. All my own recipes.” For the first time that night, Liam actually smiled. “Impressive,” he said. “I’m hosting a gala in Manhattan in two weeks. I want you to cater it. Are you available?” Kenji froze, he was clearly shocked. “M-Me?” he stammered. “Yes! Absolutely, Mr. Smith. I’d be honored!”

Based on his outfit, he was not a local. Dragon Scale was stunned. Before she could ask, Dragon Head introduced him to her, “This is the VIP I invited from Japan, Kazuo Yamamoto.” Kazuo Yamamoto? Dragon Scale frowned a little. She felt like she had heard that name somewhere. All of a sudden, she remembered it. “Are you the current tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas?” Dragon Head gave her a big thumbs-up. “Wow, you’re quite knowledgeable. Like you said, Mr. Yamamoto is the tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas. I purposely invited him from Japan to deal with Thomas.”

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

I question him after he quickly answers the phone. [Hello Miss Unice, everything is fine, you have a meeting with Mr. Daffe tomorrow, he said you have a new project collaboration,] Max explained that I put it on the loudspeaker and removed my shoes. "Do you know who that person I'm going to collaborate with is, and did you get any information about him?" I inquire of Max. [His name is Kenji Masamoto, Japanese, but he speaks English.] I was surprised to learn that the next person I will work with is Japanese.

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.