Rika Seto Novels & Stories

I murmured, “Is he an elemental?” “I know your secret, Ryu. You’re weak, unable to live without those skits you put in your drawer. I have destroyed every single one of them; what will you do knowing you wouldn’t be able to live long?” Kyle held a grin on his face. “My life doesn’t depend on someone like you. You’re a Gamma, and you need to know that you’re below me in the ranking.” “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.”

Until I hear Kota say something. "Master Kadachi, Master Seto is here and wishes to speak to you." I sigh and stand up, when I turn around I see Seto standing in the doorway looking a bit disheveled. "I came the moment I heard what happened! How is she?" As he takes a step closer to look at her I notice a deep scratch on the side of his neck that ran all the way to his chest, as he reaches to touch her hand with his I instinctively grab his wrist and shove him away from her.

The whole pack stood in the square, watching in silence. Kael stood outside the gates, his blue eyes burning into me. Damon stood at my side, his body tight with anger. I stepped forward, heart pounding. My voice came out stronger than I expected. “I am not a prize for either of you to fight over The crowd whispered. Cassandra’s face twisted with hate. I looked straight at Damon first. “You rejected me on my birthday. You slept with her,” I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?”

Her face is getting red, and she summons Cakra. *TUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTT~* Dang! Guess it’s kinda NSFW, eh? Well, I’ll give you a short montage of the scene. “ANJING! SETAN! LAKI-LAKI BRENGSEK! PAEHAN SIA KU AING! ANJING!” Done. I’m sorry for not translating it as it is, well, kinda extreme rants. To put it simply, both of them are being beaten up by Kartika that is powered up that makes her stronger than Awan, Rian, Andos, or the Fatal 6.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Fusae then pointed her finger at a wild man with a bulky, powerful build, a hairless face, messy blonde hair, and small blonde eyebrows. "That person is Rihito. He's the representative fighter of Yoshitake Real Estate. He's fairly famous on "Kengan Match" and he's also known as "The Superman," Fusae said. "Superman?" Monica raised his eyebrow. Fusae nodded and said, "Rihito is famous for his technique that is known as Razor Edge." She then pointed at her fingers and said, "Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor."

Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the strongest knight in their army. The last time I saw them was their departure from the war, they were looking buff and muscular with beautiful, silky hair. Akito has a girlfriend while Kai is single, I think. Akito is the simple and kind person and Kai is the inverse of his brother, he's the older and wiser of the family. To think that Faine is stuck with two brothers that are over-protective and can't let any boys around her, it must be annoying. "I don't need them!" He yelled loudly at her, glaring as well.

Aurora hurriedly replied, “Master Wade, the top-seeded player till the third-seeded player in this competition are all very strong. This is especially so for the top-seeded player, Japan’s Ito Nanako. She is the personal disciple of Japan’s top national treasure and coach, Yamamoto Kazuki. She was evaluated as a natural genius by Yamamoto Kazuki and has already won the International University Combat and Fighting Championship two times in a row. This time, she is going to aim to win three consecutive championships.” Charlie smiled before he said, “I don’t care if she is Yamamoto Kazuki’s disciple. No matter what it is, as long as I’m around, she will not be your opponent at all!” “Seriously?

Not the one she plasters on her to fool others, but the one that comes right from her heart. “Why are you staring at me?” asked Rachel. “You're beautiful,” I said, the first thing that came to mind while looking at her. “Yeah, and you're just a fool,” She replied, laughing out loud. “Stop buttering me up, and watch the screen.” I turned my head to the screen of the television, groaning out loud. “What so interesting about a bunch of people sucking their faces in a setup lone island,” Rachel turned her face, weirdly eyeing me. “First it is not sucking face kissing. Second, I'm bored. That's why I'm watching a bunch of rubbish on the television.”

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.