Ryu Hayabusa Novels & Stories

See how hurt he is. Red marks marred his stomach. Her fingers traced the proof that Jacob had punched him there. She felt his rib cage, where more marks showed. She didn’t feel any broken bones. His belly had firm, hard muscles even while he lay lax, but she didn’t feel anything that would suggest internal bleeding. She tried to stay professional but her fingertips lingered a little too long as she traced an intricate pattern of muscle groups. She couldn’t deny touching him affected her as a woman. He was forbidden, dangerous, and sexy.

He had never used his techniques with anyone, so this was his first time, and they were sure getting a taste of their own medicine. Hearing Raya’s scream had him conclude what he had to before charging in the direction of panic clinging on to him. He burst through the doors, which happened to be the ones Raya’s uncle and Darius, with a few guards, were in. “Welcome Axel,” Raya’s uncle states with a smirk Dangling on his lips. Axel paused roaming his stare around for her figure but she was nowhere to be found. Fuck!

Ryu explained, but it only led to more questions. "What do you mean? What do you mean being raised to be brutal?" Kyoko couldn’t imagine the situation Ryu was describing. "Let me explain," Yui interrupted, glaring at Ryu. He started the explanation from the middle. "Do you know about Hayato?" Yui asked. "Yes, Akiko’s father. The first son of Masaki Tanaka—Nidaime," Kyoko replied, sharing her knowledge.

Whatever their species, their desires are of the most disgusting kind. - All members of Lycon Moon are free to kill, fuck, or whatever the fuck you want. Again, everyone shouted happily. Even I feel sorry for what awaits those this rogues leave alive. I call my right-hand man for the first orders. - My friend, choose two of the strongest and most faithful men and come to my tent. I have a mission for us before starting this war. He bows to me with a smile, and I head to my tent, but I stop at Brady's tent first.

The man turned and bolted into the woods. “Rowan! Take over!” I told my beta through our mental link. I had to check out that man. I had to be sure that he was the one I’ve been looking for all these years. I don’t know what he looks like but I can recognize that mole anywhere. I just had to get close to him. I turned back to look at the fight below and noticed that Rowan had lunged into the battle, rallying the warriors without hesitation. I know they can handle themselves while I chase after the mysterious figure.

Chapter 3: The Prince's Plea As the investigation into the murder of Senator Frank Kasidy continued, Miriam and her team worked tirelessly to uncover the identity of the killer. The note left at the crime scene, threatening the life of Prince Abdullahi Salim, had raised the stakes. The prince, a powerful and influential figure in the city, was not taking the threat lightly. Miriam and Donovan arrived at the prince's mansion, determined to persuade him to cooperate with the police. The prince's security team greeted them at the gate, and after a brief wait, they were ushered into the prince's office.

Fabian narrated confidently making me shriek and feel smaller like the ants. "You!" Hiro uttered in disbelief. Known as a formidable yakuza figure both in Japan and abroad, Hiro's reputation for ruthlessness precedes him. Yet, despite this fearsome aura, Fabian remains undeterred. Instead of cowering in fear, Fabian meets Hiro's wrath with an intimidating presence of his own, turning the tables on the notorious gangster.

I blurt out. Cortèz starts to stroke his cane over the sand making a capital L. “Let.” He says to us while he writes the capital letter U. “Us.” Then strokes his cane again making a capital A. “All.” Writes the letter H. “Heal.” Lastly he finished with the capital U. “Unexpectedly.” Harry finishes. Cortèz smiles. “The island of LUAHU is home for people who wishes to heal. May the both of you heal from your pains and be awakened soon.” He walks away until he magically disappears fading.

Crossing a hand over her heart she started; "Dia dhuit", she greeted politely, "As mentioned, my name is Hikaru Raijin I'm an Ascendant of the Spirit of Lightning. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance", she greeted. "Raijin?" Moira hummed, "Like the God of Lightning in Japanese myth?" she queried politely. Pleasantly surprised Hikaru smiled and nodded, "Similar", she answered, and "He's the Japanese God or thunder, storms and lightning and my father", she stated bowing.

It was no surprise that Ruby was a bright red, shiny dragon with no black on her as Slate had, which seemed to make her scales even shinier and brighter the closer they flew to the sun. She was also smaller and more nimble. Nya kept her head down, near Ruby’s neck, as the dragon was going at full speed, in a rush to get Nya back to the battlefield, and it seemed evident Ruby had been wanting to fly for a while. Nya wondered how it had been determined who would stay behind before and who would go, but then, it appeared that Ruby was a maid, not warrior. She flew like someone who would be good to have in battle, though, and Nya was glad that she was in such a rush to get where they were going