Rintohsaka Novels & Stories

the smallest voice shouted through the house. “ oh I didn’t know you were going to have company grams.” she sighed blowing on her hands as she walked into the kitchen She is short about my sister's height at a strong 4 '11. Her hair is strawberry red, curly and puffy like a cotton ball. Pale skin and pink full lips with the brightest nordic blue eyes. Her cheeks are flushed red along with her hands and button nose. Without even thinking twice, I got up from my seat grabbing the blanket that was thrown on the back of the couch, rushing back to the kitchen and wrapping it around her little body.

"Yes. He's our last option. If anyone can find Kelsey, it's him." Inishola. The name alone carried weight, a mixture of fear and respect. He was the leader of the Japanese mafia, a man known for his ruthlessness and his impeccable sense of honor. Inishola was a legend, both feared and admired in equal measure. He was tall and lean, with sharp features that made him look almost regal. His eyes were dark and piercing, the kind that seemed to look straight into your soul. He was always impeccably dressed, his suits tailored to perfection, a testament to his meticulous nature.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

The woman with a sexy red top smiles at me before she takes a long drink from her beer. “I want you all to meet Merry. My new found friend.” Harry formally introduces me to his friends with a huge smile on his face. “Merry this is Zion Watts.” He gestured to the black haired guy with a really handsome face who has tattoos on him as he greeted me a low hello and I responded courteously. “He might look a bit aloof but he’s actually fun.” I smiled at Harry. “This is Neal Bartley.” Harry gestures to the guy with blond who was kind enough to extend his hand to me for a handshake to which I accepted. “He’s just freaking laughing all the time.”

Her pulse raced. Her breath quivered. Her wolf-less body wavered between obedience and terror. Yes. Yes. Bend. She lifted the blade. Rosalyn frowned, startled. “Maxine? What are you…?” Maxine lunged. But just as the blade grazed Rosalyn’s wrist… a sharp CRACK erupted. Maxine collapsed, unconscious. Someone stood behind her. I felt it before I saw it. A familiar signature of rage and blood. Lorenzo.

"Give me an origin." "Tokyo," Marvin confirmed, his hands suddenly freezing over the keyboard. "A private, heavily encrypted network. I’m pulling the signature extraction protocol now... One hundred percent. It’s a familial account." "Give me the name, Marvin," Lina commanded. "Ichiro Takahashi," Marvin read aloud, his voice dropping an octave.

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.

Alfi spreads Asa to him. Koji appears blocking it with his blazing greatsword. Rian advances to Alfi with thunder cloaks him in. Alfi envelopes himself with Hara nullifying Rian’s power. Asa sends Rian flying and Hara envelopes him. Asa sends Koji flying and Hara envelopes him. The white-cloaked guy advances to Alfi, but Asa gets in his way. He summons his Iru saber and swings it against Asa, yet it doesn’t leave a scratch on it. He then jumps and smashes Hara that which lets Koji and Rian go.

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.

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