Kenshin Novels & Stories

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

Alex patted his hands on her shoulders as if reminding him they were still touching. At the end of the large cavern, people similar to Oskowa gathered. These people lacked the war paint, and instead wore fine colorful clothing. Half of the people wore shiny suits of metal armor. Six men stood in the middle dressed in black robes, their beards long and grey. Cat eyes watched as the company traversed the distance. "Welcome, Jack of Fire." The oldest of the black robed figures spoke solemnly. He stepped forward after the company came to a halt in front of them. "I am Kenshe. I am an Elder. You are our honored guest."

"The place on the hill?" "Yes." "Who's this, Tom is this you-you asshole? I don't have time to play games...." "Hey, I don't know who the fuck Tom is, but I'm sitting outside the gate. I wanna see this place today." "Oh-oh sorry sir, so sorry. I'll be right there. Give me ten minutes. What's your name?" "Kyle Clancy." 'Clancy, you any relation to old man Clancy?" "I guess." He hung up the phone before the man could ask him his life story.

It is dangerous. "Alpha, you can let me know if it is too painful for you. I can do it delicately," Serenity expressed. Kieran had his eyes closed. "Keep quiet." "Hmm." Serenity nodded. As Serenity was bandaging his back, his side profile fell into her line of sight. The musky scent coupled with the notes of the forest trees emanating off of him permeated her senses. She noticed the small mole at the back of his ear. Unknowingly, a tiny smile appeared on her face. Then, an almost inconspicuous scar fell into her attention. It was below his chin and seemed to have been inflicted a long time ago.

Random guy… “The person that now has to go home and take a cold shower!” Capris face turned red from embarrassment, it appears to be the guy she was backed up against grinding on his man parts.

Nyx growled feeling he was also a wolf my brows furrowed in confusion. “He sent you, didn’t he?” I questioned narrowing my stare at him. “Who?” “Sage” I reply instantly wanting us to get the conversation over with and have him leave as I wasn’t comfortable. “Sage Mickelson?” He asks. I burned my stare at him trying to point something out but couldn’t figure it urging me to let out a hiss. “Please leave” “How are you related to him?” He asked after a momentary silence. “Still not your concern” I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news.

Alpha Kaden, lost in the labyrinth of his thoughts, stands in a stoic trance, his gaze fixed on some unseen horizon, his mind a canvas painted with the hues of introspection and longing. Sensing the unspoken turmoil that simmers beneath the surface of his Alpha's demeanor, Ronnie, the steadfast servant, breaks the stillness with a gentle inquiry, "Alpha, do you need something?" The words hang in the air, a lifeline extended in the midst of Kaden's silent reverie.

“I wasn’t speaking of your body. Don’t tell me you don’t recall any of your displays last night. The things you said to him.” “Him?” My forehead twisted in confusion. “Who is him?” There was indeed a man. Ahh! “Alpha Leonardo. Your favorite beast,” she mocked. “Huh?” My eyes extended, about popping out of their sockets. My hand flew over my cheeks. “What do you mean by ‘Alpha Leonardo?” Slapping my cheeks hard, I tried to remember. But my stupid brain wasn’t working. Why couldn’t I remember a thing. My teeth bit my lower lips hard, sending pain down my spine.

“You damn bastard! I left you for just a month, but you invited another man to have sex with you?! You perverted bastard!” * Meanwhile, in the forest on the right, Kenzo and several mafia members were seen killing the people who were disrupting their journey. Even though there were only six of them, they completely dominated the fight, especially Kenzo. Kenzo was Law's student and the only person trained directly by Law, so his fighting style was very similar to Law's. He used a light but sharp knife, long enough to kill his enemies. His movements were also very fast and precise, as if no one could escape his attacks.

Yet he had stood before the throne without trembling. Even then, there had been something strange about him. Cassian continued. “He was originally a hunter. Raised among borderland mercenaries who specialized in killing demons.” “Interesting upbringing,” Vaelreth murmured. “Yes.” Cassian stopped pacing. “But what impressed the court most was his efficiency.” Vaelreth raised an eyebrow. “How many executions?” Cassian thought for a moment. “Three hundred and twelve.” The king’s lips curved slightly. “And never refused an order?”