Red Kamen Rider Novels & Stories

Lucas secretly smiled without saying anything. He thought that he could only wait for the Furious Tiger Organization's people to come. Only by displaying his powerful strength would these people believe that the Furious Tiger Organization was pitifully weak in front of him, Lucas. A day later... A middle-aged man walked out of the Gold family's door with large strides. That middle-aged man was eight feet tall, having a centipede-like scar on his face. Looking at him, one would feel one's scalp go numb. The middle-aged man was called Kamron Rock, a Gene Fighters at the Rank 2 of the Ultimate King Ranked Realm.

“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.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

monster child" played in my head a billion times. Nico sighed. "Under every other full moon, I transformed. The beast within awoke, clawing its way out, tearing me apart from the inside." He shuddered, his hands clenched into fists. "But not under the Red Moon. It was as if the crimson glow held the beast at bay, a silent guardian." He looked at me, his eyes filled with a haunted light. "My mother…saw it too. The Red Moon, she called it, my protector, my lifeline. And so, she named me Luna Rossa, the child of the Crimson Moon."

"Were you able to activate the CCTV camera?" "No, boss. It's been damaged," he replied. A surge of anger coursed through my veins. I instructed my men to follow me, each with their own designated position and strategy. I prayed those bastards were still in the house. Suddenly, a power bike pulled up beside us, and Luca hopped off with a wide grin on his face. I had half a mind to wipe that smirk off his face, but what else could I expect from a man who made a living tracking and killing others? Together, we made our way to my house, ready for whatever lay ahead.

His pupils are Dialiting with different shades of skyblue and hazel eyes color. This room has red bulbs with a large big red light chandelier in the middle. We both stand under this red light chandelier light, he is much taller to me so the light effect is more to him, and he is illuminating like a Greek god. I've seen different men but he is different, actually everything about him is different.

Legend has it that there is an invisible red thread that connects people to those they are destined to meet. It symbolizes friendship, love, protection; no matter how far apart, they will meet. And fate will be realized. In this world, there are two types of person that you will meet at the of your red string; platonic twin flame- that one person that’s supposed to be your best friend, and a romantic twin flame- the one that’s supposed to make you whole, your other half. The one that will make you complete; the other half of your soul.

We don't hit the ground because I toss her high into the air and shift mid-jump with plenty of time to catch her in my talons and fly to the closest vortex that will take us to my realm. My dragon is almost identical to my father's. We are the Red Clan and the mightiest of warriors. My uncles Laryn, Sarn, and Tahr are blue, purple, and silver respectively. It's not that red dragons are better than the other breeds but we are smarter, or at least my father and I think so. My uncles are not really my uncles by blood but after what they and my parents went through with the dragon curse that's now lifted, we're as close as any blood family. They'll be happy to see me settled with my own mate, an

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.