Konoha Hypocrite Novels & Stories

"Takahashi is fast. He’s already bought the transit routes." "Check the card," Hugo provoked. Lina picked it up. Her eyes went wide. She let out a low, jagged laugh. "Noah Kim? The ghost who erased the central bank’s debt just for sport?" "The hacker?" Sophia asked, her fingers freezing over her keyboard. "The god of the dark web," Lina corrected, a lethal grin spreading across her face. "Takahashi thinks his Tokyo firewalls are invincible? Noah is going to turn them into a bonfire."

reclaiming my seat I looked over to Nok. He just brushed it off with a shrug, “What can I say, I’m banished, don’t like to play by the rules. She’s mine now, so you both can fuck off to whenever you want back home.” “Oh fuck off Ankohen,” Conrad groaned and slammed his own glass down speaking between bites, “Only insecure idiots constantly reaffirm their claims.” “I just want everyone to know where we stand.” He grumbled leaning over the table.

Mona plopped down beside him in the private booth, grinning up at him. His brown blonde hair looked so soft. Was it soft? She had the sudden, overwhelming urge to touch it. Kane turned his head, fixing her with a look. A dark, unreadable, entirely too intense look. Her heart stuttered. "Stop looking at me like that," she blurted out. His lips twitched. "Like what?" "Like a—a predator. Like you're waiting for me to say something stupid so you can pounce." Kane chuckled, shaking his head. He lifted his glass, swirling the amber liquid inside before taking a slow sip.

he asked. "Yeah," I said. He nodded. He turned the screen a little. He looked at me. His gaze was steady. "Want to see something interesting? Something important for understanding people?" I came closer. He was watching a video. It was a man and a woman. They were naked. They were doing things. Their bodies moved together. It was called p**n. I had never seen it before. Not really. I felt my face get hot.

Alex shrugged remembering how she had gotten angry when he told her his mother wasn't coming, maybe this would cheer her up, he thought. He picked up his phone and dialled her number. "Hey chipmunk," he greeted. "No," she said. "I'm not coming over so you can fulfill your office sex fantasy." "Where did that come from?" . "You called me chipmunk." "Well, that's not why I called, and I do not have any office sex fantasy," he scoffed, shaking his head. "You sure? Because your browser history says something a whole lot different. Lesson, always clear your search history."

I tried to convince Marco to leave with me as I was starting to lose my patience. "Excuse me? I could even pay for your time if I want to!" Conan's nonsense is hurting my ears. "SHUT UP! I DON'T LIKE TALKING TO A LOW-COST BUSINESSMAN WHO CAN'T EVEN SEE AN OBVIOUS CHECKMATE! IF I WERE ONE OF THE BUSINESSMEN YOU'RE GONNA ENCOUNTER IN THE FUTURE?! I WOULD NOT LIKE TO PARTNER WITH A BRAGGING ASSHOLE BECAUSE THE MORE HE TALKS?! THE LESSER HIS KNOWLEDGE IS. So can you please leave us alone? We were having a nice conversation here until a frog suddenly came in croaking."

It was a challenging task, but I knew that I had to do my best if I wanted to survive another day in this pack. As I made my way towards the dining hall with a new batch of food, I could hear the faint sound of a whistle piercing through the air. The sound grew louder and more obnoxious as I got closer to a group of rowdy wolves. One of them, the team leader of a group of warriors, called out to me, "Damn, you look fine, human," while his friends cackled in amusement. I recognized him immediately as Conan, a wolf I had been keeping an eye on since I started working there a week ago. He was well-known for his arrogance and entitled behaviour. Despite my discomfort, I walked over to him as he

I nod my head in his direction, taking a sip of my coffee and instantly feel the searing pain of all my tastebuds being killed off in a tidal wave of boiling hot liquid. “How are you doing with our little gentlemen's bet?” Konan doesn't seem to notice my discomfort as he says the words. I want to point out that there is nothing gentlemanly about the bet that we made about who can get Bella into bed first, but nothing good can come from that, so I choose not to engage. “I'm not really one to share secrets with the competition.” I'm ready to head for the door, but he continues talking and I stop short, as some morbid curiosity about where he is in the process overwhelms me to listen to him.

But just as I’m about to step into the heart of the camp, a deep voice slices through the air behind me. “What do you want, Kira?” I turn. Alpha Conan stands tall, his presence heavy like a mountain looming overhead. He’s not smiling. Yet. “I’m sorry to invade your privacy, Alpha Conan,” I say smoothly, stepping closer. “But I believe we share a… common problem.” His expression shifts. A smile begins to curl on his lips. “Follow me,” he says. I do. He leads me through the camp toward a large tent, thick with furs and guarded like a king’s vault. He parts the flaps and gestures for me to enter.

"What are you? A Wolf? A Fox? One of those Japanese Kitsunes playing a game?" "I am a medical student!" I screamed, my voice breaking. "I am just a girl from the city! I don't know what any of that is!" He pushed me back into the couch, his chest heaving. Derek stepped forward, putting a hand on Conner’s shoulder. "Careful, man.I think she's really human beside she is just a gir." "She’s more than that!" Conner barked, shaking Derek off. He turned back to me, and I saw his face begin to ripple. It was the most horrific thing I had ever seen, like his bones were melting and reforming under his skin.