Raki One Piece Novels & Stories

His remaining companion turned to face me as well. My favorite ninja wasn't done yet. As the second man turned, Miyako stepped from behind one of the false pylons and kicked the gun out of his hands. The ex-hanging man had the choice of reaching for his dropped Type-05, thus letting me chop him in the back as he bent over or...draw a sword?

“Um, may I get you and your lady friend something to drink, sir?” “A bottle of Pio Cesare Barbera d’Alba.” “Right away, sir.” Rai scoffed. “I’m afraid if I drink any more, you’re going to have to carry me back to my room.” His grip on her hand grew firm. “I’ll take care of you, Ms. Landon.” “Please, call me Rai.”

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

Rakia exuded a palpable excitement as they sat before a short, wide table covered in a soft Turkish rug. When their order came, Rakia stared hungrily at the sizable portion of kebuli rice. Dashtan smiled and was amused by the expression the woman was currently wearing. Dashtan was again amazed when Rakia finished a medium-sized piece of the Kebuli rice in a reasonably short time; even though she was still finishing his, Rakia had already emptied her plate. Rakia is currently drinking her avocado juice.

He wore his black warrior’s uniform, just like Alleki. “Yeah, we raced together, and I won.” Malaika grinned. Alleki shook his shoulder without a hint of exhaustion. He gently tapped his friend’s back when he glanced at his hand. “Look what I brought,” Valin raised two bottles of rice wine, “I got these from the elders without them knowing,” he proudly said and winked.

the waiter said with the to Kai who smile turning clapping his hands together. "Now what does my expression says? what kind of drink should I be having now" Ryuu asked making Koishi turn his head towards him. With the smile on his own face looking back at the tattooed guy. "Why not I tell the name of the drink itself," Koishi asked licking the bottom of his lips Ryuu learns in with a smirk on his face. "What is it?" "The name of the drink itself is Takana Koishi would you like to have a taste of it"

Sakura couldn’t help but ask, arranging the seafood properly on the platter so they wouldn’t fall when she carried them out. Ms. Ruka giggled and then said, “If we have time, I will certainly suggest to Tachibana-sensei to do an extra photo shoot. There are some scenes I think Tachibana-sensei would definitely approve, though they wouldn’t be suitable for the magazine.” Akira raised a brow and said, “I can already guess what they are.” Jane, curious, asked Akira, “What are they?” Akira, being rather blunt, said, “Guys doing hot and naughty things together. In Japan, it’s call Yaoi. It’s Ms. Ruka’s favorite form of literature.” She even winked.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled. “Show me what you’ve got, Samantha.”

She awoke when she clearly saw the back of a man in front of her. “Since you’re awake, here. Warm water. No sugar or tea, just warm water.” Ryu turned around and offered a bottle of sake. “There’s no other container. But it’s just water now.” Ryu wouldn’t be foolish enough to give Kyoko sake again. Kyoko accepted it, but her eyes widened in wonder at the delicious-smelling thing hanging over the fire. Something resembling meat was hanging there, devoid of a head. “Rabbit. Unfortunately, I only managed to catch one. It’s not very big, but it’s better than nothing.”

“The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces. “The fourth person you should be wary of is Yuriko. She’s the only woman pirate and I had the displeasure of meeting her. She’s Captain Fang’s mistress, an expert at throwing knives and a wind Slayer like myself. I believe she uses our element to adjust her throws. She can make a kunai curve in mid-air so watch out for that.” “Where do all these people come from?” Sasha asked, exasperated. “Well,” Aki said, “as you know, pirate