Minato Novels & Stories

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

We strided out of the place in few minutes and we were on the lanes once again. We entered to the city of Akihabara as we drove through the streets and stopped at a place called Yamano. It was a small meat restaurant in Akihabara with only 17 seats. Zen told me that Yamano serves finest quality of A5 rank Japanese beef and some of the most rare part of meat. As well as Yakiniku (Japanese style BBQ) dish, hot pot dishes are their another specialty. I was excited as well as curious at how amazing it must taste to earn such a feat to be called the best maet restaurant. We walked into the restaurant as we were greeted by a elderly woman leading us to our seats. She handed us the menu. I looked a

I asked Damien, whose arm was still linked with Rose in a sick motherly fashion. "Aomine Industries is a Japanese company that has a merger with Renaissance, Aomine roughly translates to Blue Mountain Peak," He answered. "Look, Isabella, you learnt something new today," Natalia sarcastically proclaimed, her eyes still fixated on her phone and her thumb moving rapidly over the screen. "We are landing in two minutes, please fasten your seat belts," The air hostess announced. We all obliged and in a few minutes we were on in a black Chevrolet SUV speeding down the hot busy streets of Greece.

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

said Mannendake, the bamboo youkai, grinning as he swirled the flute on his fingers. "Welcome, Draco. This place was another dimension within the Sacred Mana Tree's trunk. This is where the spirits reside and meet with the help of Mana magic power. I am Mana, the spirit of the Sacred Mana Tree. The one wearing the red happi vest is Jizo, the leader of the Jizo Warabe spirit on the island on top of Genbu’s shell. And he who wears a bamboo kimono is the leader of the Mannendake spirit, the bamboo youkai. They have been the protectors of the Sacred Mana Tree from a long time ago,” replied Mana, a beautiful woman with moss-green hair that was straight at her waist and earth-brown eyes. Her ears

His hands were veined, like someone who often spends his mornings or evenings at the gym. Her jaw was very firm, giving a masculine impression to his small face. His nose was sharp, his gaze was sharp and deep. The look in his eyes really looked familiar. The ash gray mane complements the look that looks amazing at that time, making anyone who sees it will think that he is a Japanese manga character who has been brought into the real world with the help of the Gods. This man is not human. Everyone will label him with a sentence like that. Realizing that Malia noticed such detail, the man immediately gave a sweet smile. Malia blinked quickly. Very disrespectfully, she returned to pay attentio

So if talk about myself then yes I am a future wife of XO-gang leader so my life is little different from other girls, well to whom I am kidding my life is actually hole level different from others girl's. So I am not allow to talk,not allow to make a friends, not allow to join any social networking site,hell even I am not allow to have my own personal phone when my so called future husband want to talk to me my assistant gave phone to me,yes I have an two assistant his name is Ferry and her boyfriend Jai and both of them are my future husband informer ,if I say he is damn possessive it is understatement because he is ,I am not allow to go anywhere without his permission, some time I fell l

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"