Renji X Rukia Novels & Stories

Riena let go of the boy’s hand as Anya approached, and the two of them collapsed into a hug. “Oh my baby, don't be scared. Mommy is here, okay?” I went to stand by them in front of Riena, my attention remained on her. She had dyed her hair black and looked entirely different with a wardrobe change. This wasn't Riena the office worker, this was Riena Kurobane, Blood assassin of the Yakuza, daughter of the Black Raven of Osaka. But it seemed Anya didn't care about that. She stood up, her face red with fury, and slapped Riena hard across the face. Riena’s men moved to react, but Riena held up a hand to stop them.

Standing in the doorway—Antonio Franches, gun raised, his gaze cold and murderous. "Touch her again, and I’ll send you straight to hell." The Final Standoff Antonio’s custom Desert Eagle-Silencer was locked onto Renjiro’s head. The tension in the room was suffocating, every breath heavy, every second stretched thin. Cassandra could hear the pounding of her own heart, still trapped in Renjiro’s iron grip. Renjiro—known for his merciless brutality, for his fearless nature—smirked. Slowly, he unsheathed his prized katana, the blade gleaming under the dim lighting.

They couldn't be together romantically but there's no way that he's ruining their chance in friendship. Wenren is a martial hero, a government official, and the biggest guy in the area. He couldn't let the man with the thickest thigh go. Wenren is his golden backer. Ritian can understand very little of the hierarchy system here. He would rely on that teensy-bit of knowledge and befriend the most powerful man. Although he can't lay on his chest and play a mistress' role, they can be bossom friends. Ritian must not offend him!

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

“—you’ll have to go through me.” The torches flickered in a sudden draft, shadows lengthening across the walls. Renji regarded him, his eyes narrowing—not with anger, but with intrigue, like a scholar observing something rare. “You’re too much like her,” Renji finally said, “Stubborn. Reckless. Ready to burn yourself up to keep someone else warm.” Kaidën didn’t back down. “Better that than watching her freeze.” Renji’s gaze lingered for a long, heavy moment before he turned away. “Do as you wish, boy. But remember this—love doesn’t change destiny. When the seal breaks, it won’t matter what you feel. She won’t be Akira anymore.”

re[iled Aunty Berek, making Rengganis frowned. Rengganis looked at Kayana. The man continued avoiding his opponents attack like a drunken man. His move was quick and his body seemed flexible. He could bend, look up to the side and then roll his back inety degrees backwards without overtuning. Rengganis scratched her head watching Kayana who was more like playing his opponents. “Hahaha, you missed! You can’t even touch me!” Kayana sneered, laughing. “Watch out you, damn it!” cursed one of the men.