Rido Kuran Novels & Stories

"I don't know. You are different than I am. It took me a while to realize that not every method you learn from the book is gonna work." This is quite hard. Kurai is used to threatening people because he finds them untrustworthy, using violence as an answer but things don't always play out. When it comes to understanding his emotions, he knows nothing. "By the way, you saw Yuto's memory right? What exactly did you see?" Kurai finished his meal which led the shikigami to clear it off. "Not much except for the fact that he's not japanese nor chinese like we initially thought. He's korean." He said.

I took a deep breath as Kiara stood over me and closed her eyes as she started chanting for me to remain rooted to the spot. “Do it,” I said, thinking about my family. “Skera,” she said and I felt my skin tear open, from my chest all the way to my navel. “Fuck, that hurts,” I exclaimed and started breathing as I closed my eyes. She continued cutting through my chest bone and by that time I was screaming.

He screamed in pain, clutching his nuts as he dropped to his knees. I roughly grabbed his hair immediately. “Maybe you do not take orders from women, but I am not just any woman, you dimwit. I am Riena Kurobane, daughter of Oyabun Takeshi Kurobane; the Black Raven of Osaka! And the next time you speak to me in such a disrespectful tone, I won't just break your nuts, I will have them to go. Do you understand that?” “Yes, I… I understand,” he replied in panic, his eyes filled with fear.

“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.

"You're next, Kurome. Get that tight ass over here." Kurome moaned, hurrying over to him. She bent over the couch, presenting her ass to him. "Fuck my ass, Kurouji. Please, I need your big cock in my ass." Kurouji lined up his cock, rubbing the head over her tight hole. "Beg for it, Kurome. Beg me to fuck your tight ass."