Novelas y relatos de Kenshin

“Ren, this knucklehead is Uncle Marc’s stupid son.” Gathering all the courage I have, I turn around and stare at the man who Cali called Klaus. He looks a lot like Uncle Marc, he’s the spitting image of his father, just younger. His ashen eyes were too piercing, scrutinizing me with his head tilted to the side. His long inky hair was tied in a neat ponytail while his black shirt fitted his skinny body perfectly. He’s not that skinny, scratch that, he was lean but not as big as Knox’s frame. “Hey,” I breathe out, awkwardly offering my hand for a shake. Ugh, Griffin was more proper than me.

“How exciting! All the people here are just like you! You have no talent, and yet your skills to show off are next to none! The crowd split in half before a figure walked out from behind. A five-foot-nine man with a YSL haute couture suit appeared. He was casually holding a longsword with an unspeakably prideful and pretentious aura. “Senior Kenshi! “You’re here!” Kenshi Kubota! The Abito Way’s senior! The top disciple of the school’s current generation! Not only was he strong, but he also had an extremely dominant attitude!

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

Listen carefully! 1. Sakabato ( Rurouni Kenshin ) Sakabato aka the Reverse Eyes Sword is the last sword forged directly by the famous swordsman, Arai Shakku. Unlike the swords that he had created before, designed as tools to take life, Sakabato has a design that deviates from the existing standard. This sword has a sharp part located on the back of the sword so it would not be suitable to be called a killer sword. Instead, Sakabato was asked to be a sacred heirloom to honor the peace brought by the Meiji Era.

After all, if there was anyone who hated Nikolas Sica more than I did, it had to be Charis. “So,” Nikolas finally spoke as he continued to drive into the unknown. “Is this how the tension is going to be between us?” My cheeks burned red when I met his gaze. It was a quick look considering he had to keep his eyes on the road or risk the danger to killing us all but I could not believe I patronized him. Now I had to answer or be tagged as a bitch for as long as we both lived. I hated that I had to play nice but Samuel was close and he seemed to like his father, the least I could do was have a conversation with the man. I glanced at the backseat to see Samuel sleeping. I breathed a sigh of reli

He said with a cute smile. The guard had brown hair, green eyes, and was adorable. He wa also handsome. "My name is Millie, I am hoping to get a job here as a housekeeper."" I said shaking his hand. "Interesting, my name is Martin. Maybe Ill be guarding you i you get the job." He said smiling. "Yeah maybe." I said smiling and giggling a bit nervously. "How bout I walk you to the office since you look like you need protection." He said placing his hand on my upper back guiding me to the other side of the hall. "What's going on?" I asked. Before I could get an answer. I saw him. The cannibal patient, although at the time I did not know that he wa a cannibal. A nurse, two guards and another nur

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

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

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

He, of course, was the least changed physically as he was always deathly pale. Kenshin was the god of war, an undeniable force on the battlefield which he assumed could never die. Now he couldn't. He saw no drawbacks in this deal that was made with the devil. He would be a powerful ally and a terrible foe. The only thing he hated was the waiting for her five lifetimes from now. She would be their salvation, and somehow, he didn't know how or why but he was sure of that.