Novel & Cerita Ryu Tanaka

“Tyr, let’s get straight to the point. I’ve invited you over today because I require your assistance with a very important matter.” Tyr got it together and stopped asking questions. He quietly waited for Maxime to tell him everything. Maxime reached his hand into the robes. He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Tyr. Tyr took the letter that was written in English and Japanese. He could tell from a glance that it was an invitation for a duel. “Ren Asakura!” Tyr frowned as he read the name out loud. Maxime nodded and explained, “Currently, Ren Asakura is Japan’s most powerful shaman. His grandfather, Jin Asakura, was once the grand tutor and the most famous shaman in Japan’s hi

He hesitated for a moment, then shook my hand with a firm grip. "Call me Ricardo," he replied in a deep, muffled voice. His gaze was intense and focused solely on me, so I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease and excitement around him. He seemed like the type of man parents would tell their daughters to stay away from. "Nice to meet you, Ricardo," I said, trying to hide my eagerness so I wouldn't come off as desperate. "What brings you to our dojo?" Ricardo's intense gaze never left mine as he answered, "I've heard this place is known for its skilled fighters. I want to improve my martial arts skills so that's why I'm here, Sensei Tanaka is an old friend of mine."

The crew advanced. The meeting point was a derelict pier warehouse, doors yawning open like a trap. Inside, dim sodium lights buzzed overhead. Kurogane-kai enforcers waited—eight visible, more likely hidden. Their leader stood center: Hiroshi Tanaka, mid-forties, dragon tattoo curling from collar to jaw. Sharp suit, sharper eyes. Beside him, Victor Kane bald, imposing, predatory grin intact despite the bruises from the merger room brawl. Tanaka spoke first, voice clipped English. “Vane. You brought an army. Disrespectful.”

Yamamoto Kazuki nodded and said, “Okay, I know. I’ll pay more attention to not let the opponent prevail. You can go back now.” Hanson bowed and answered, “Mr. Kazuki, I will take my leave now.” At that moment, a girl who had changed into sports attire appeared in the room. Wearing a pair of long sleeves and long trousers, she said with a soft voice, “Tanaka-san, please give this man a check of one hundred thousand dollars to thank him for telling us this important information.” This girl was extremely beautiful. She had a Japanese hairstyle with bangs. Just by looking at her, one would feel that she was quiet and elegant with the standard demeanour of a Japanese woman, but one would not imag

Only an old man stood alone at the door, holding a long knife, as if he were asleep. However, his body was akin to a statue, possessing a super baleful aura that caused others to not dare to approach. 'Who is this guy?' Yang Xiao thought, stunned. He had racked his brains, but couldn't think of any clues. "This person is the martial arts teacher of King of Japan. He is the living legend of Japan, the senior brother of Katou Wudo, and the most respected person of King of Japan. He is an existence that is powerful enough to be ranked on the Presidential Mountain in the history of the Japanese martial arts world. He is known as the Guardian God of Japan, Yamamoto." Aunt Lin obviously knew the b

Why was he seeing two extra? The said extra, were standing there with their heads bowed. One was quite tall and lean with dark brown hair neatly packed into a high ponytail. He was dressed in simple clothing, giving him a sunny aura. There was a face mask on his face so Ryu couldn't recognise him. The other was sitting on a wheel chair. He had ash blonde hair and cute features. Ryu recognised him as the oldest son of the Yamaguchi family. Yamaguchi Kento.

I walked to the front door and looked at the five faces standing on the porch. “Alpha,” they said in unison and took a knee in front of me. “Rise and state your business,” I said as they got up and the first man bowed his head at me. “My name’s Liam and I’m answering your call,” he said to me. Liam was a bit shorter than Slade with blonde hair and pale blue eyes. He looked like a Zeta and I could see that he took training seriously.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I stand over him, breathing hard, as four Yakuza soldiers come rushing over from the bar with guns leveled. I stare at them and show my teeth. Their leader, a man named Bob Tanaka, shakes his head. "You're a fucking mess, Khazan." "If you had left a gun like I wanted, this would've been cleaner." "Guns are loud. Look at my carpet! What a goddamn mess." "I need to wash my hands." "Yeah, yeah." Bob waves me away. "Go take care of yourself. Ah, what a fucking wreck." He barks orders in Japanese to his soldiers as I return to the back room.