Ryu Sanada Novels & Stories

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.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

Bang Before Ryuki could shout his voice at Aiden, the man had pulled the trigger of his M38 DMR, followed by a loud thump and loud screams from people who had just seen one of their comrades die in front of them. “Sigh, you really suck. Come back to Japan tonight, I don't need a loser like you," said Aiden sarcastically while stroking his favorite sniper rifle that had accompanied his ten years of life as a sniper. “Captain, please don't send me back to Japan. I will try one more time.” Ryuki plead. He couldn't just return to his homeland in such a dishonorable state, because that would be tantamount to suicide. At least if he wants to return, he must make a proud achievement for his country

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

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.

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.

a commanding voice rang out. The crowd parted, revealing Konta Yasuda, CEO of Yasuda Corporation, standing with a cold smile. Kiran raised an eyebrow, recognizing the man from the PowerHub Investment Group. Konta Yasuda, standing only 1.6 meters tall, was a thin man with sharp, cold eyes behind his glasses. Despite his stature, he exuded an imposing aura of authority. "Kiran, you may have defeated the Sunland Ninja Association before, but you will not leave Sunland alive this time."

I placed my hand on his cheeks, and I couldn’t explain why. My touch took him out of his trance. He backed away as quickly as he came. “What—“ “I don’t like the smell of sandalwood.” He declared. “Today I followed it all over my castle, wanting more of it. I think it may be my favorite smell after today.” He inhaled again and this time shivered at the exhale. “I want you.” He growled, and his grip was back, it was tighter and pulled a few of my untamed locks out of my scalp.

If he offended them any further, then he’d truly be in hot water… With that, Ryugu quickly retrieved and kept his dagger before heading over to face the old man. Momentarily ignoring Gerald, he then bowed while placing his fist against his palm before declaring, “Good day, senior. I go by Hanyu Ryugu, and I’m the leader of the Hanyu family’s assassination department! What should I call you?” “I’ve heard about you before…” replied the old man who didn’t seem interested in introducing himself.