Kentarō Kyōtani Novels & Stories

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Visitors to the Sydney Aquarium leisurely flow around them, busy contemplating marine predators. - Not at all! Let's ask that Japanese with a camera over there, if you don't believe me. Mister, hello… tell me, is the girl beautiful? The Japanese smiles, nods, listens attentively: - Canesna, kasavita! Both are tart! And he takes a picture - Louis and Keith hugging against the background of a blue glass tunnel and fish floating in the water column. “Foul play,” Kitsune snorts. He is from Japan and I have big eyes and red hair. Of course, for him it is already beautiful. Wow! Look, look over there, what a fish!

Even a year later his effect on him remained the same. “It’s so good to see you!” His sexy demeanor hadn’t changed either. Searching for something to say other than “You look good,” my gaze found Zen, who silently watched the exchange. “Ian, this is Mr. Zen Kirishima. He’s Yoshiyuki Hatori’s business partner.” “You’re Japanese?” he asked with genuine curiosity. Then he began greeting him in Nihongo. Kaz stood up and took his hand. He murmured something about speaking the language beautifully and he giggled. Before I could feel jealousy at having another man touch him, I noticed the large diamond on his finger. Immediate hurt smacked me upside the head.

I finally got to the front line and when I raised my head to look at the so-called Alpha Kilhan, I could say nothing but… “Damn!” ‘He is the youngest and hottest Alpha I have ever seen in my entire life!’ With my eyes widened in uttermost shock, I scanned his appearance from head to toe. He had a blonde low-cut on, and his eyes were fierce yet captivating at the same time. His nose ran straight down from the middle of his eyes to the top of his super attractive infranasal depression. His lips were plump and pink, and from under his left ear, down to his exposed chest was a large tattoo. I had no idea what was drawn but on my… it was so hot.

There was a pants suit that hugged my ass, a black shirt, a black fitting coat on top, and black Jimmy Choo stilettos that had an asymmetric grosgrain mesh fabricator bow. “ Looking good, Mrs. Trentino, “ Nikolai said from the door of the walk-in closet. I turned to face him and smiled. He had on a black suit and hair stayed free on his head. It was just how he liked it. I never really liked men slicking their hair back with too much gel. “ You don’t look so bad yourself, Mr. Trentino, “ I said. I put two pins on either side of my head to hold my straight hair in place. I saw Nikolai’s reflection on the mirror before he wrapped his arms around me.

“I think I know.” Everly says. We all turn around when she speaks. We had no idea that the three of them had walked into the room. I shook my head when Kylynn called Korey and asked where they were. I heard him tell her that they were on their way. I smirked when he ignored the fact that she was yelling at him. He is more than used to how these two are and knows when they are really pissed. Zack has Alyani up on the giant screen on the wall. I am positive when I say she was not what any of us expected when she popped up on TV. Alyani is a tiny little thing. She can’t be more than 5’0” with long platinum blonde hair that fades into a purple-blue colour halfway down. Ironically the

The old man certainly knew very well that Jeremy was a martial arts expert, as well as a sniper. In the Mose family, Jeremy has always excelled, when it comes to karate. Don Lee and Debara agreed. Sooner or later, he would definitely be found out. But before that happens, he plans to move out of the country, after he has accumulated a lot of money. Jeremy started looking at some work proposals. His eyes fell, on the file, which read Tones. "Debara, does our company, cooperate with Tones enterprise?" "Proposal of cooperation, young master, the person in charge is lord Khan." "reject!"

“Kenzo Harusame is dead.” Through their binoculars, Holy Tiger’s sidekicks clearly witnessed Kenzo’s death. Their eyes were wide open in shock. Hailed as the rightful heir to the title of Sword Master, Kenzo had been killed by someone wielding Santoryu. “How is this possible? Tyr Summers is insane!” Initially, they felt confident in rescuing Holy Tiger, but after seeing what happened, fear and doubt came creeping in. “Even Kenzo could not defeat Tyr, who else in Japan can do so?” one of the duo exclaimed in utter despair.

“The elementary school edition.” During lunch break, Takuto pretended to go to the bathroom, but actually slipped into the records room. He needed to confirm one thing: Did Kenta really have his past memories? “Just as I thought…” he muttered, flipping to a certain personnel file. His pupils shrank. Kenta’s résumé read: “Skilled in mental calculation. Runner-up in the National Children’s Abacus Championship.” —Exactly the same achievement listed on the rival heir’s CV from his past life!

He frowned and asked, “What did he say just now?” “You bastard! You didn’t hear me just now?” Senji roared, “I want you to hand over Anzu Okita, or die!” Collier argued, “Senji Kadota? We don’t have any Ryokan women here. If you want some company, I suggest a brothel. If you want a recommendation, I do have some contacts that I can give you and they are all Ryokanians.”