Ryu Tanaka Novels & Stories

DAMIEN The Tanaka Industries boardroom is intimidating by design—all dark wood and modern art, with a view of Marina Bay that's meant to remind you of the power and money at stake. Across the table, Hiroshi Tanaka, CEO and patriarch, sits flanked by his legal team and his daughter. Yuki Tanaka. She's thirty-two, Harvard-educated, and according to every business publication in Asia, the future of Tanaka Industries. Brilliant, ruthless, and beautiful in a way that's designed to be both weapon and armor.

I knew there I would find people I had helped deceive. Entering the kingdom, I was blocked by a jinni. "State your business." He asked, and I knew this was why I was sent here. "My name is Balarabe. The Mai'Aljannu of Rayuwa, I am here on a personal trip to aid the jinni in her war." I lied. The light instructed me to show it the mark of the jinni, which was surprisingly located on my left upper arm. The jinni verified the mark, and I was granted access.

Toni Pedrosa Bodyguard Report Profile, no. Wait. I grab properly the piece of paper and check it out. Toni Pedrosa? Toni? That name reminds me of Eren’s friend. But is that Eren real name? I never knew that he was named Toni too. But what about his name Eren? It’s written nowhere on the paper. Anyway, I will ask him later. I continue reading. There is his name, age, address, role, skills, height, weight and so on. At the end my eyes flash on his status. My hands start trembling.

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

Fusae then pointed her finger at a wild man with a bulky, powerful build, a hairless face, messy blonde hair, and small blonde eyebrows. "That person is Rihito. He's the representative fighter of Yoshitake Real Estate. He's fairly famous on "Kengan Match" and he's also known as "The Superman," Fusae said. "Superman?" Monica raised his eyebrow. Fusae nodded and said, "Rihito is famous for his technique that is known as Razor Edge." She then pointed at her fingers and said, "Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor."

His cold smile and even voice were nothing more than a threat. I swallowed hard and nodded. “Thank… you.” “Ryuu,” he said. “My name is Satoh Ryuu. You might say that I'm Mr. Yan's right hand.” A shudder rushed down my spine. “So… you work in Mr. Yan's company?” Those onyx eyes shone with something wicked. “You may say that.” It was a struggle to crush the panic coiling within me. This man must have been a member of Hong Kong's Triad, Yan Hao's second-in-command. My chest tightened, and my breath became shallow.

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.

It was sharp enough to cut someone’s neck on. “Max was my fathers beta. He is mine now. He tried to over take my father as an alpha and was punished to stay in wolf form unless given permission. And I don’t give him permission in front of strangers.” Informed Kent. “Oh—well please come in. Take a seat.” My mother almost broke her back as she bowed and led them to our couches, “‘Marianna, sweetheart, come out here.” I saw Marianna orange fabric before I saw her nervous face. She bowed as well and took a seat across from Kent.

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.

She opened the metal pin cemented into the floor to release the arm chains that held him flat to the floor and grunted as she pushed the large male onto his back. He was very tall and had to weigh at least two hundred sixty pounds or so. She tried hard not to gawk at his wide chest or the fact that he didn’t have on any clothes.