Ryu Anime Novels & Stories

Ryuu couch cleaned his throat singing in response. “I shouldn’t be getting excited by now” turning back staring at the closed door with the smile walking downstairs towards his bike Ryuu removes his key from the hoke on his belt. Putting his white helmet with the design of the devil over either side of it, on his head as he slides down the glass. Ready to dive off for his way back home. “Maybe I would prepare breakfast for him that boy will come empty stomach for sure” signing in response putting the key in getting the engine on of his bike. Diving out of the gates as he glances one last time at the car.

And even fewer who were able to defeat him. Rion Ren was a handsome man with a tall, muscled body and broad shoulders. His hair was shoulder-length, carelessly tied back into a short ponytail. He had lips that naturally curved a little upward, which made him have a friendly and approachable look. His skin was the color of honey, glistening with sweat. His dark eyes were bright with excitement. "Don't call me that," 'Lulu' said, without slowing the tempo of her attack. Rion somersaulted backward, narrowly avoiding a high kick. Then immediately stepped to the side when her sword almost stabbed him between the eyes. Her sword managed to cut the tip of his shot ponytail, though. So, she counted

“That’s a lie. There’s no way you could’ve-no no, you’re trying to lie in order to make yourself look dangerous in front of us. I can’t—” “He’s telling the truth, Ryu,” Ross cut in. “He fought Lance, Sarl and Ken at the same time. He killed them all one at a time. The reason you only heard about Lance was because Lance was the last person he killed.” Ryu’s doubting expression had changed into a shocked one. His face lit up in shock that he barely knew what he was saying. “That’s impossible. No no, that’s impossible. There’s no way this wimp would be able to kill Sarl and Ken. He fought the three of them at once? There’s no wolf alive except that wolf that could take them down at once.

As for Ryuu's perception, she looks like a high school student like him. Two adult men in their late twenties who wear thin clothes for winter are blocking the girl's pathway. Ryuu's calm breathing halts as the girl looks at him with reluctant eyes. He quickly looks around to see passers avoiding the scene. Ryuu makes haste and grabs the girl's arm from behind her. The scuffles between her and the two adult men stopped and looked at Ryuu. Ryuu is not frightened of them. Yes, they are taller than him, but there are still other people passing by and he is confident in his running speed if the commotion comes out of hand, but...

Ryuji looked her in the eye and smiled. “I’m willing to surrender myself to you if you admit that you’ve fallen for me.” Ryuji said; his voice was calm and serious; there wasn’t a hint of doubt in his words. Ayane’s cheek slowly turned a rosy pink shade. She averted her gaze and muttered under her breath.

The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion. For a moment he stood perfectly still, letting the quiet settle around him. Then he began. The blade moved through the air in slow, controlled arcs. Steel cut through the morning mist. Again. Again. Again. Each motion was deliberate. Measured. His breathing fell naturally into rhythm with the movement of the sword. Training had always been the only place where Adrian’s mind truly quieted. The past faded. The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background.

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

Scrambling to my feet, I backed away, my breath shallow as I met Ryuu’s gaze. Nitta straightened, brushing himself off with an uneasy chuckle that died quickly in the heavy silence. For once, he looked uncertain, his usual bravado faltering as he took a hesitant step toward Ryuu, then thought better of it. Ryuu was a storm barely contained. His usual polished demeanor was gone, replaced by an unkempt, disheveled version of himself. Dark circles hollowed his eyes, his jaw shadowed with stubble. His suit was wrinkled, the sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms corded with tension. His fists clenched at his sides, the veins stark against his skin.

He wasn’t taking any battle stance, nor was he prepared to take on Kyle, who was crying his eyes out as he stared at dying Madonna. I heaved a sigh of relief knowing Madonna had been silenced and my secret had now been saved. But then, if she was running towards Kyle, then he must be her monster. “Die!!!” Kyle growled. I couldn’t focus on his movements; I could only see flashes of light and hear the sound of clashing metals. Ryu was still in the same position, but his sword was moving faster than the speed of light. He wasn't In his wolf form, yet he could fight Kyle without flinching. He kept moving, dodging every one of Kyle’s attacks while using his sword to counter those that weren’t to