Sasori Novels & Stories

He wore his jet black hair in a man bun, his sharp features actuated by his piercing dark eyes.His muscles rippled under his dark green scrubs, and his countenance was that of a man you didn’t mess with. It was like he had been chiseled by Zeus himself, a gorgeous Greek god, Romanian, Romanian god. His eyes slowly roamed over everyone standing there, until he came to Nick’s. There he stopped and eyed him almost suspiciously.Nick looked away, careful not to give away his position.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

I'm sorry I didn't see you. What do you think you're doing you bump into me and only say sorry no2x you can't pass that I need to punish you for bumping into me don't you know ho I'm my name is George del coral the master of the coral family one of the strongest family in indorica you dare to bump into me well I will forgive you if you kneel down before me? Well2x we found someone ignorant here do you really think I tasoshi saya god of zeronity well kneel before you, you are too ignorant I well just punch, but it will hurt a bit get ready, Ha!

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

"You're acting strangely, like you have seen a ghost." "Maybe," the man said, "I have." "Do I look like a ghost?" "No." "Then, continue what you were doing and leave me alone." "That sword…" "What is it now?" "You're…you're Sasaki Tokunaga." "Yes. And you are…" "I am Toyama Daido." "Never heard of you," Sasaki turned, ready to leave. "Where do you think, you are going?" Daido almost started barking. "How can you turn your back to me?"

It did not utter any single word as it waited for its master’s command. “Sora,” Santi called it, “You’ve been asleep for centuries. I bet you hadn’t stretched your muscles yet. How about you exercised for a bit?” The black irises of Sora slowly turned into purple. It had waited for its master to say it. Sora already felt its paws twitched in excitement. “Yes, master.” Sora said as it bowed its head. Afterwards, it turned into a black smoke as it disappeared in the room. Santi, who was left on his daughter’s chamber, raised his head for a bit while his eyes were closed. Then, the corner of his mouth rose. “I bet they would like the gift that I sent.” He said and laughed.

"Bit of a tough guy now, are we?" "Oh, you have no idea." He says with that deep voice of his. "Well, I'm a tough girl myself." "No, you're a serial killer, you murder people for money." "The word is bounty hunter but if you wanna put it that way, yeah" I laugh. That's when we reach a big double door with a neatly dressed man in a suit standing in front of it. Making out from his nametag, his name is Ricardo. "Oh hi, Ric," I say as the hot guy removes my handcuffs which were making my wrists really uncomfortable by the way.

His slanted eyes flash as he waited for the Heroes to take initiative to say something first. The tanned guy with a scar face gritted his teeth as he look at the guy displayed on the virtual screen, so are the Heroes present. The guy with gold rimmed glasses and clothed with that out dated laboratory gown was of course their enemy secretly and out of the public eyes sight. This guy is a 'Sotíras' but were last at the food chain as he only specialized in experimenting different species and turning them his own machine he could use to fight the monsters or putting it himself, inside his body or outside the body literally.

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.

, Adrija's head ached. "Maa, Why 'S'? What is the meaning of S'?", Adrija asked and Shakti said, "S is for Spring. Whenever I talked to 'S', i felt good like spring so i saved the number as 'S' but i am telling you this 'S' is a big Typhoon. I got 'S' cell phone in Ansh's wedding. At that time I was unable to meet the owner and later, i personally courier the mobile. Luckily, this 'S' was also from Rajasthan".