Rize Kamishiro Novels & Stories

Even a year later his effect on him remained the same. “It’s so good to see you!” His sexy demeanor hadn’t changed either. Searching for something to say other than “You look good,” my gaze found Zen, who silently watched the exchange. “Ian, this is Mr. Zen Kirishima. He’s Yoshiyuki Hatori’s business partner.” “You’re Japanese?” he asked with genuine curiosity. Then he began greeting him in Nihongo. Kaz stood up and took his hand. He murmured something about speaking the language beautifully and he giggled. Before I could feel jealousy at having another man touch him, I noticed the large diamond on his finger. Immediate hurt smacked me upside the head.

With a sigh, Riza entered the shower and turned the dials to the hottest settings and allowed the hot water to scorch her skin. For some reason, the searing water was comforting. When done, Riza stepped and raised her brow after seeing Kyro leaning on the door frame looking at her. ‘’What?’’ She asked. Kyro said nothing, just roamed his eyes over her body. ‘’Ok,’’ Riza said, knowing she couldn’t stop him from staring. As she passed, Kyro slapped her on the ass. ‘’Hurry and get dressed,’’ he finally spoke. ‘’So demanding.’’

I raised my hand, energy flaring, but the thing moved again, zigzagging like it could anticipate me. “Verdant Bind!” Vines erupted from the ground, slashing through the air — one caught its arm, another its leg. The creature shrieked, jerking violently, ripping one free with inhuman strength. Noah shouted, “It’s breaking loose!” “I see it!” I hissed. “Kira!” She rolled, grabbed her weapon, and slammed it down on its skull just as the vines constricted again. A sickening crack. Then silence. The body twitched once, twice, and went still.

“Veronica Grimston!’’ I yelled, losing my own nerves as sharp pain stung deep in my leg. The shattered vase spared some broken pieces in my flesh and stirred a fresh flow of blood when Ruth only just tended to it three hours ago. The silver goddess froze. Silenced. Shocked. She blinked repeatedly, slowly portraying traits of normality. “How did you… what did you call me?’’ Great. That did the job. “Get a grip of yourself. Or you may eventually have to sustain your renowned era for only a few hours.’’ I snapped. Her demeanor slowly dessicated. From the sharp claws withdrawing to the silver streaks on her hair disappearing and returning to its normal mid-length black. She collapsed to the grou

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

The atmosphere crackled with tension as Alcides struggled to rise. The chant of "kill, kill, kill" echoed, Helios closing in on Alcides. Meanwhile, Rhesus, torn between tragedy and political alliances, struggled. Helios prepared for a final strike, but Alcides, with breathtaking agility, evaded. Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Helios, disrupting the champion's composure.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

“Lily, do you have any wishes for the new year?” Perhaps my expression stood out too much in the middle of all the celebration. Daniel suddenly called my name. “I want a raise,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard it. The room suddenly fell silent. People slowly turned to look at me. The smile on Daniel’s face disappeared. “What did you say?” He walked down from the stage. He tossed the microphone aside, and it let out a sharp screech. “Say it again.” He stopped in front of me.