Mitaka Jin Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

At bago ko pa man maibalanse ang katawan ko. Unti-unting nandilim ang paningin ko. ✩✩✩ JIN ✩✩✩ "Master Jin." Makirot ang pakiramdam ko. "Tawagan mo madali Lupoz si I-Yoko." Na agad niyang ikinasunod. Nang makontact... "Napatawag ka..." "Okey ka lang ba." "Uhm-Okey lang. Bakit?." "Wala... nahihirapan lang ako huminga. Talaga bang okey ka lang."

Pinasuot niya muna ako ng kanyang pantalon at mahabang itim na damit, sabi siya bibili naman daw kami ng limpak limpak na damit. "We're here sweety!" Nakangiting sita nito sa akin saka bumaba ng kotse. "Wooooah! Bakit ang daming tao dito? Tanong ko habang nililibot ang aking paningin sa loob ng isang malaking gusaling ito. "Anong lugar ito?" tanong ko kay Tracy. "This is Ginza Mitsukoshi, the famous department store in japan where you can buy things like designer apparel, housewares, cosmetics even different types and taste of foods." mahabang paliwanag nito na 'di ko naman naintindihan.

He tried to tear his eyes away from the slopes of her breasts as they rose and fell beneath her charcoal grey, business suit jacket. He looked out the window and saw that they were approaching The Maine Casino, owned and operated by non-other than Victor Tremaine. It was one of the most prosperous casinos in the Atlantic City area and it netted somewhere in the mega millions on a regular basis. Of course, who knew what the official books stated? Steele knew there was a lot of money that changed hands “under the table” in a place such as this one.

“I’ve been trained to see danger, Jiro. I know what it looks like, and I can see it when it’s right in front of me. You’d be wise to remember that.” Jiro felt a tightening in his chest, the weight of their words sinking deep into him. He knew who they were, not just by name but by their presence. He had heard stories about Kenji’s family and Aoi’s alpha, both of whom were known for their strength and influence. Mitsuki, too, was a force to be reckoned with. Her calm demeanor hid an intelligence and resourcefulness that made her one of the most dangerous omega individuals in their circle.

It was a typical Dragonsland-style tower, nine stories high, with a red light at the top, resembling a beacon, blinking like a winking eye watching the city, or a beating heart. "Is that old witch in there?" Jenny asked Kiran. Kiran, who had been feeling somewhat suppressed, found her question amusing and replied, "She is. How about you go blow up the Pagoda of Nations?" Jenny pouted at Kiran, looking disdainful. "Spineless man." Kiran was taken aback, rubbing his chin in confusion. When had he become so looked down upon by women? "Lady Meiji, you old witch, get out here!" Jenny suddenly shouted towards the pagoda.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

"How many men did you send to kill Tanya Sweet, huh?" "Oh, uh…" Makoto trailed off and quickly said, "To tell the truth, I only sent my men after I heard the Yamaguchi-gai were coming, but only to stop the bounty and not claim it. I mean, I'm sure you know by now that some nutjob posted a billion-dollar bounty on the poor girl's head… I mean, a billion US dollars! If the Yamaguchi-gai got it, it's game over for the rest of us!"

The crowd was still buzzing with excitement after the last duel when Danial, Crystal, and Pavan leaned over the railing of the viewing deck, watching the next match unfold. Jin stood calmly in the arena, his every move deliberate, his aura different from anything Danial had encountered before. Danial narrowed his eyes. “What are Jin’s techniques? Are they different from ours?” Pavan, arms folded and already munching on roasted peanuts he had smuggled in, gave him a sideways look. “Duhhh, of course they’re different. He’s from a monastery. I heard he’s from the Roaring Sun Monastery.”

I had absolutely forgotten that she had a twin since I had been so busy trying to get information on Ryu. “How dare a lowly maid like you speak to us?” “We are all maids; there’s no higher position except chief maiden, which now belongs to Alpha Ryu’s personal maiden. I owe my respect to only her.” Laughter erupted from the room, followed by the sounds of clanking metals and groans of pain. “What is happening here?” I slammed the door open. Behold five ladies holding Margaret down to a table, pans and pots in their hands as they mop her face and body with them.