Ryu Anime Novels & Stories

“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.

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

Within the main room, there was a piece of quietness. Directly facing the entrance, the sixty year old Ryu’s eyes were like torches as he sat on his chair with a dignified air. The graying hair on his temples revealed an unaging face that also gave off a strange amount of invisible pressure.

“Of course, it is. Every battle no matter how big or small is a battle if it involves your life. Since it’s going to be his first it’s gonna be the toughest one based on who his opponent is.” Ayame looks at Akihiko’s derpy sleeping face and says- “Well, I think I should prepare something just in case the unexpected happens.” “Like what?” ask Yasuhiro and Seirei in unison. “I don’t know. Maybe a knife will do.” “Yeah. Maybe it would if you could use your prana.” “Is it something like aura?” “Close but not really.” “Care to explain it? Ritsu-san?” “Not yet… But your boyfriend here managed to touch the surface of prana in his body in a mere 6 hours.”

Yisuf spread his arm, then stepped aside and Riyin gasped. Blurb/synopsis Most mystical creatures got to live pretty normal lives, but not all of them were that fortunate. Riyin's tale began when tragedy struck his home and he lost his parents in the hands of a mighty witch in a single moment. After managing to escape through a portal, Riyin was raised by the most powerful wizard known. Frya is a rare werewolf, legendarily named the Wild Beast and she learned of her real nature years after she lost all her family, save one brother, in the Great Battle, inspired by the Sisterhood.

Ryuou unsheathed a Japanese katana by his side, revealing a gleaming silver blade with rubies and silver dragons adorning the black hilt. Yuri resisted the urge to snarl. Him and his God complex. “You can try.” Yuri stated, readying Odium. “Try to kill me if you can. I am not a Phantom for nothing! And you’ll also do well not to underestimate me!” There was silence for several moments before Ryuou moved forwards with alarming speed and without any warning.