Sanada Uzumaki Novels & Stories

“You won’t hurt me or you will lose your daughter and my son. Be a good girl Sadie and just come with me?” “Them? Who the fuck is them?” I snapped. Oh my god, is there more out there like Sadie? Does my father have these people? What in the actual fuck was going on? My head started to spin. All of a sudden was pinned against the wall. Sadie turned and looked at me. Then this young girl came walking into the room and went to stand next to my father. Her eyes never leaving mine. “I’d like for you to meet cadence. Cadence is like you Sadie. Only I think she is stronger than you. Say hello, Cadence.”

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

"You are welcome if you are trusted by our cousin, Brandur. Please sit." Astrid nodded and sat, arranging her flowing skirt about her. Ulfhild started to sit next to her but Brand wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to sit in his lap. Now that she was here, he needed as much physical contact as possible. She stroked his shoulder where the tattoo of his wolf was writhing under his shirt and the creature immediately calmed. "One of the women trained under my brother's wit…uh, shaman," Brand told them. "She is going to look for the book that may have something similar to the prophecy you shared."

My mind raced with denial, confusion… false hope, maybe. I tried not to get my hopes up, but I couldnt help it. She smiled softly. “You just need the right spark.” My entire body trembled. All this time… I wasn’t broken? I wasn’t less? I can actually shift. Aria reached across the table, placing a gentle hand over mine. “I can help you,” she said softly. “If you’ll let me.” I stared at her, still trying to process everything she’d said. My heart was thudding,

I can already imagine the kind of anger he feels towards them and how he must want to tear them into pieces. The Zu clan has been an age long line of powerful witches who just love to meddle with the lives of the werewolves. It was first formed in Japan before it spread vast across the world and now. For Natalia to involve herself with people of that caliber, she definitely must be the worst of evil. My thoughts are cut short when I feel a sharp pain underneath my belly and my hands immediately fly to cup my stomach as my heart skips a beat. Are my babies okay? Is the tumor back? Genuine concern washes over me. A lot Is going on in my mind as I continue to hold onto my tummy while trying to

"Sangeeta is the last remaining survivor of the Sabrina clan. They where all sacrificed by witches and we saved her from that faith also. Her clan possess the Sharingan eyes a very powerful set of eyes that leaves the user blind after prolong usage. I saw her use it for the first time and had her swear not to use it anymore. She agreed and for years she hasn't used it no matter the situation. This time Darius made fun of her and belittled her so the spirit of the eyes released itself. Now since she had not trained herself to used this eyes, she doesn't know what Is happening once she starts using the eyes.

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.