Rider Kabuto Novels & Stories

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

She said and gave him an annoyed stare. "It is not stealing if I return it." He replied coolly. "Ughh, let's just get this over with." She said irritably and made a fighting stance against him. "My name is Karasuma Takashi. I am a student in class 3-C. Captain of the Kendo club and two time champion in the prefecture but those I've gone up against in the country know me as the Thunderous Raven of Mikurigaoka high.'' He said. "No, it wasn't. People call you the Crowing Raven." One of the students mocks him from the window. Cai Kang looked to see that every window of the school building was full of students watching them.

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

“How exciting! All the people here are just like you! You have no talent, and yet your skills to show off are next to none! The crowd split in half before a figure walked out from behind. A five-foot-nine man with a YSL haute couture suit appeared. He was casually holding a longsword with an unspeakably prideful and pretentious aura. “Senior Kenshi! “You’re here!” Kenshi Kubota! The Abito Way’s senior! The top disciple of the school’s current generation! Not only was he strong, but he also had an extremely dominant attitude!

"Yes, my king." Standing from his throne, Toban walked towards the general. Gripping his black cape, Toban walked down the large steps to the small landing where the general stood. Adverting his gaze from Toban's, the young man continued. "That's not the only news I have." "Go on." Toban's voice echoed off the stone walls, causing the young man to lick his dry lips. "She is a Dragon Rider." Stopping in front of his general, Toban tilted his head. "She's a what?" He asked in shock.

finally shift. I went to look up and the person carrying me and was shocked to see it was the man from earlier, his tattoos were visable at his shirt edge showing me that he was most likely covered in them, his hair cut was so much different then the men around here, the sides were shaven to the skin but long on the top; I couldnt help but notice a scar running down his jaw. This man was very much my type, old style warrior vibes flowed from him and dam was it sexy. He probaly saw me as a weakling but I couldn't help but be thankful he didnt seem to noice me looking at him because I really liked the view. "Rouge." His voice startled me as he suddenly looked down at me his eyes I thought wer

He tried not to notice. Tried not to think about the conversation they had shared that morning in the training courtyard. I saw something familiar. Darkness. The words lingered in his thoughts far more than they should have. A voice broke through the murmuring court. “Your Majesty.” A tall demon stepped forward from the gathered nobles. His armor gleamed dark red beneath the torchlight, etched with the sigil of the southern legions. General Kharvek. Adrian recognized him immediately. Kharvek bowed low before the throne.

Kiera's POV The rumble of engines cut through the night like thunder, drowning out the distant sirens. But these weren't human motorcycles… I knew that sound, had heard it in my nightmares for five years. The synchronized growl of the Black Howl pack, riding in formation like a supernatural cavalry. "Shit!," Sable breathed, raising her rifle instinctively. "More wolves." "No," I said quietly, my enhanced senses picking out familiar scents on the wind. "These are different."

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.