Kny Gyutaro Novels & Stories

Kyo has a height of 5'4, and is heavily built, he wears a white priest robe which has a hoodie that conceals his hair and has a pair of jade eyes. “ Step away from the devil” Kyo articulated, His hand beaming with metaphysical Essence, using the first Hieroglyph, the root Hieroglyph which allowed him mastery over the elements, all five of them. The light forged a thunderbolt that was twelve meters in length and twenty three meters in diameter. The wind gathered around the thunderbolt that was focused on the beam before him, without awaiting an answer Kyo threw the bolt at the duo, while another took its place

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

Ryutaro’s carefully cultivated image as the sandbox’s top dog was crumbling before his very eyes. In a fit of rage, Ryutaro unleashed his ultimate move: The "Dinosaur Charge." It was fast, it was furious, and it was completely terrifying to anyone within a 10-foot radius. Takuto, in a desperate bid to avoid being trampled, dodged to the side—but, unfortunately, his long pants betrayed him. With an epic, almost poetic flair, he tripped over his own legs and fell straight into Ryutaro, who, in his own panic, lost control of his attack.

Ryuho! Over here!" Kaito beamed as Ryu, Tobio and a young guy approached their table. "I'm so happy. We haven't eaten together in years. This is so cool!" Kaito looked really great. His blonde hair was now chin length, and silky smooth. It was parted in the middle. Half was let loose, framing his face and the other half was plaited, giving him a dainty look. He was dressed casually but fashionably. As usual, he had multiple shiny rings on his fingers but there was one gold ring which stood out the most.

Yoana showed a peculiar look in her eyes, then quietly whispered, “Sir York, according to my intel, Mitchell is completely enraged now. “Not only is he coming here, he even invited an expert from the Shinkage Way along. “I heard that person is a true God of War. “Please be careful. Gods of War from the Island Nations are all grandmasters of Kendo! They’re hard to deal with!” “A grandmaster of Kendo from the Island Nations? A God of War?” Harvey gave a thought to the situation. “Who are you talking about exactly?” “The Sword Saint of the Shinkage Way, Miyata Shinosuke! “He’s a true God of War. “I heard that he already took off. He’ll arrive with Mitchell tomorrow.

He grabbed his guitar as I could hear girls start to whisper to their friends. He strapped up and the drums counted them off. Jessie started strumming and it was awesome. He leaned in to the microphone. I recognized the son instantly as Just the Girl by The Click Five. I was in shock, with my jaw on the floor. I was staring wide eyed at Jessie as sang, his eyes not leaving me for a second. My heart was pounding in my chest and by the heat in my face, I knew it was the most red it had ever been in my life.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

he muttered, looking in the direction where Yuri had headed hours ago. Tohya nodded wordlessly to himself, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted. “Don’t go dying on us, Yuri,” he muttered. * * * * Yuri didn’t remove her hand from the holster that held Odium as she looked straight at Kami, not taking her eyes off of him. “That’s right, I haven’t told you my name, have I?” said Kami with a slight smirk. “Every child should at least know their father’s name, shouldn’t they? I’m Ryuou. Ryuou Kitagawa.”

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

yet as he saw her seconds ago, standing there dripping wet and almost completely naked, he couldn't bring to lunge himself at her. "You okay?" K asked, startling him. She was wearing Jesse's oversized black Nirvana shirt, the one with the stoned smiley face. Jesse nodded, his heart beating wildly against his chest as K walked towards him. She grabbed a bottle from his hand and twisted the cap off. She clinked her bottle against Jesse's and drank almost half of it in one go. Jesse did the same, trying to calm his nerves.