Ryo Himuro Novels & Stories

From then on, Hyomi began to understand about fangirling. “See! Who is he?!” “Uhmm.. Their faces are not the same. Honestly i can imagine all six. But i still don't know their names.” “See his unique ear! He is Jun!” “Ah~ Jun!” “Handsome, right?” Hyomi can't deny that Jun in the poster is indeed handsome. “He’s such a happy virus.” “Happy virus?” “He is a sociable, friendly and very talented!” Hyomi claping her hand, “You talk seems you know him!”

he asked later. "Ah, does Young Master not know me?" Instead of answering, he asked back, making Arsenio raise one eyebrow. "I am not a clairvoyant, who can recognize someone in one look." In between analyzing the identity of the young man in front of him from head to toe, the notification screen appeared at the right time. [DATA] [Name: Rio] [Age: 45 years old] [Race: Human] [Level: Mafia Trust] [Position: Red Devil Organization]

"Well done, Julian. You looked magnificent on the ice." She was followed closely by Ariel, who immediately threw her arms around Julian's neck, giving him a tight congratulatory hug. Ariel smelled heavily of expensive perfume, and her eyes secretly flicked to his neck to see if the fresh love bite from this morning was still visible under his uniform collar. With the powerful Romanus O'Brian standing right there watching them with an expectant, approving smile, Julian knew he couldn't just avoid Ariel's hug away without offending Romanus. Hence, he reluctantly wrapped his arms around her back and hugged her back for a brief, cold second.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

he muttered, looking in the direction where Yuri had headed hours ago. Tohya nodded wordlessly to himself, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted. “Don’t go dying on us, Yuri,” he muttered. * * * * Yuri didn’t remove her hand from the holster that held Odium as she looked straight at Kami, not taking her eyes off of him. “That’s right, I haven’t told you my name, have I?” said Kami with a slight smirk. “Every child should at least know their father’s name, shouldn’t they? I’m Ryuou. Ryuou Kitagawa.”

There was no change in Ryden's expression other than the shock in his eyes, and from his face, you couldn't tell that they had been apart for years. The man by the name of Damon Hiroshi is a passer-by in the plot, but after Ryden's death, he tries to find the truth of what happened to Ryden because he believed him to be innocent. Eventually, after a series of unfortunate events, he stumbled upon the truth and flew into a rage.

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

My arm left Higan's neck and I reached down to stroke myself as my orgasm neared. Higan's labored breath brushed my lips and he looked down at me. His lustful his gaze made me feel more turned on. I threw my head back and shut my eyes, moaning loudly as my orgasm washed over me. I shuddered as spurt after spurt of cum fell onto my stomach. "You're squeezing me so tightly, Jamie," he whispered before burying himself to the hilt and coming into the latex. I tried to catch my breath and Higan slowed down his thrusts before pulling out of me.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

It was a deadly skill and one which can only be used by a swordmaster. A swordmaster? Ugo's lips parted with smiles. Her father was the master of all masters. She hasn't seen anyone in the village that can match his skill. Even though he had surrendered his weapons to the King and had picked up farm work from the dust, he still was the best. He will always be, despite the nickname, Mmiri (water), or whatever tag the village people have placed on him.