Sano Shinichiro Novels & Stories

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.

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.

I couldn’t shift because I was stuck. Alpha Leonardo didn’t protest. He shifted into his human form, standing bare before everyone. The blood of the men he has killed dripped through his body. Raising his hands in surrender, “Now, let go of her, Vogar.” His eyes narrowed. Even in his human form, he still looked like a predator. “Funny how you trust me, Brother.” Vogar squeezed my neck hard. “She is not worthy of a man like you. She has to….” His body suddenly vibrated behind me as he groaned in pain.

Mera naam hi Shinchan hai Main sharaarat se bhara badi mushkil mein padi meri family Nohara... Come on baby, Come on baby aao karein dance shuroo Zor se ghoomein ham tum jhoomein naacho... naacho... Oh dekho tumko hila doon, Oh! Shinchan Kabhi ye uchalta hai, kabhi ye machalta hai, har dum bekabu Roz ye karta hai nayi nayi gadbad

“Complicated how? Please, I need to know. My memory isn’t... I can’t remember a lot of things.” He nods slowly, as if deciding how much to reveal. “My name is Nero,” he says, and the moment the words leave his mouth, something inside me stirs. A flash of memory hits me like a bolt of lightning. His face, softer, younger, kissing my fingers and smiling up at me. The image is vivid and leaves me breathless. “Nero,” I whisper, the name rolling off my tongue like a forgotten song. But with that memory comes a headache that seems to split my skull in two. My hands fly to my head and I groan, my eyesight momentarily flashing white. “Ah, Gods…”

Scatterbrain ~ Emei Shane’s hand shot out, connected with Gabe’s chest, and pushed him back. Leo caught him, and my brows furrowed as I wondered if he was part of Shane’s pack. I didn’t remember him ever telling us where he came from, and maybe that was bad on our part. My eyes dropped to my best friend. He looked disheveled, but his eyes were worried as they took me in. He wore a baby blue dress shirt, but the buttons didn’t line up because one side hung lower than the other. He wore shorts I knew were his because they were tight and showed every curve of his body.

I was the one who put him in this critical situation. Nero slightly nodded his head. "I know…" "I can't hear you; wait." I crouched closer to Nero, knowing that Shin wasn't around yet, just to hear him clearly. "I-I know how to defeat that damn brother of mine," Nero said, which piqued my curiosity, so I let him continue. "There's something that only I know about him…" Nero further explained how Shin can't determine whether someone who's not moving is already lifeless or not.

Sinclair orders, his body in a bizarre position with his head against the concrete floor while the rest of his body dangles off the stairs. "Isn't this dangerous? I don't want you to get hurt? " I tell him with worried eyes, and Sinclair chuckles, his signature smirk etched on his face as he says, "Oh, trust me I'm not the one that will get hurt, Ashley. If you should be worried about anyone, then it should be you because I'm gonna damage that thing between your fucking thighs, " Fuck. I must be insane because that turns me so goddamn on. The man's got a way with his words, and I'm not even complaining. "Now come sit on my fucking face. " I don't have to be told twice.

All were amazed and had to call Shola out from his room. “You guys should allow that boy rest, he just joined today, or you want to blend him already?” Shola uttered from his room while approaching close to them. “Wotowoto, na so we go do am” a tall, huge boy reply. He goes by name Sanjo. He is a rugged cultist, always dressing decent with ties and shoes but deep within his bags are weapons for war. Sanjo has been from his ss1 he joined the school, a thorn in the flesh of teachers. He is handsome and doesn’t look like what he does.

Marianne nodded and said, “Nanako was very famous when she participated in the combat fighting competition. It is said that she is the Yamato Nadeshiko that is recognized throughout the whole of Japan...” Kathleen smiled and said, “She is the Yamato Nadeshiko who is recognized throughout Japan, and she is actually one of our rivals.” “What?!” Marianne subconsciously exclaimed, “She likes Charlie too?!” “It’s more like love,” Kathleen chuckled and said, “It is said that love is through dead and life, right?” Having said that, Kathleen saw the look of surprise on Marianne’s face and continued to smile as she said, “Don’t be so surprised. Another shareholder of Ito-Schulz Ocean Shipping Group i