Ryu Yamada Novels & Stories

he said raising it and shoving it back into the sheath, he walked out of his room and Regal followed. Regal stood behind Raymond, his hands clutched at his back, as Raymond addressed the recruits with grace like he didn't have a big painful wound at his back, eating him up. Regal heart was heavy, but with his chin raised high, he watched the new recruit, yell "to victory" while raising their swords. Whatdo I feell? You wouldn't want to know, but at least I knew, even those who I thought were blessed by fate, also had their problem.

************** -Change the fate of Ryden Ryu - 100% -Make sure the project is completed - 100℅ -Mend things with Raiden - 0% -Ensure the survival of the orphans - 100% -Make katsuro meet a terrible end - 100% World completion rate- 90% *********** "I understand how I finished the first two and the fourth, but how did I finish the fifth one?" ["You completed it by allowing Katsuro to dig his own grave and bury himself. After he came out of jail, he angered a powerful person and spent his day being tortured by that person."]

A very thin looking man approaches us with his head bent, looking a bit worried. “Alphas, I am Victor, Elder Karrick and Elder Jada’s son, I would be honoured to assist you as they did your Grandmother” He says looking between us, Enyo’s is feeling extremely confused and exhausted so I decide to speak hoping not to step over the line. “Victor, thank you for the offer, my mate and I have been traveling overnight and would like to get some rest and then we will hold a meeting for you all” I feel Enyo relax ‘Thank you’ She says over mind-link. The man respectfully bows his head and smiles.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

I bent down to pick up the shirt he dropped on the floor. "Extend your wrists, Mr. Ryan," I ordered. He studied my face carefully before complying. "Do you want to play?" he asked with challenging and cruel eyes. "Are you sure?" My hands trembled at the threat in his eyes. I bit my lip and focused on tying his wrists. "If you want to dominate, you have to stop acting like prey," he whispered, sending shivers down my body. "Shut up!" I tightened the knot. "You should tighten it more if you really think it can hold me."

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.

He's dark-skinned with gold rings on every finger and a lazy smile that never really reached his eyes. He was the youngest Don at the table, having inherited the cartel after his father's mysterious death. His second in command was a woman who had sharp-featured and watchful, with a pistol tucked into her belt despite the no-weapons rule. Takeshi Yamamoto of the Yakuza sat motionless as a statue. He was the oldest man in the room with a face with roadmaps of wrinkles. His eyes were two dark stones that revealed nothing. His grey kimono was immaculate, and the katana that should have been confiscated at the door still rested across his lap, because Takeshi Yamamoto went nowhere without his sw

Nyx, my little Inner Wolf, stared at my veins which already rose to the level I thought I was going to die. "Three, two and one...!" It whispered to me, the voice feeling like another wolf in me. "Don't you remember you're already 20?" A powerful blow of the breeze hit my head, crushing me into a stunning silence. My gut was suspended and I had to just listen to my Inner Wolf. Then, I turned my eyes again to the sky, and it brightened up. "Regards from the Martial Lord of the Silver Sword Academy." As soon as I heard that voice, I screamed, deciding not to hold it anymore. "Mom, where are you?"

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."

tall figure, all four of them hold those two injured men’s from their both hands, it was dark outside but there were many street light which were giving me clear view of that tall figure who stood above them, he was around 6’feet tall, with broad and muscular shoulder, I can clearly tell that by looking at muscles that were popping out of his short sleeve black cotton fitted shirt, his caramel tanned skin was complimenting his shirt color, he had shoulder length dark brownish black hairs which were loosely gelled, from side I could see he had a very sharp jaw line with thick beard and moustache, he was wearing deep blue colored denim and a Mojdi beneath that (Traditional Indian foot wear) j