Sasuke Katana Novels & Stories

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SIX VENDETTA he cup my ass in his hand and fumbled with it before it struck me. I'm only here to dance and get information not to be submissive to the bastard. "I'm sorry but the rules here says no touching"I shove his hand off but it came back to the right spot and he smirk. "Did you hear me"I push his hands off me.

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.

He nodded and started to move, crossing his right foot over his left. I mimicked as best I could. "The long sword is for enemies at a distance. The shorter for when the enemy gets inside." He parried, maneuvering the blades as he battled an invisible foe. "Like this." I tried to follow but ended up tangling my hands together. "Very good." I laughed. "Really?" Professor Pops smiled and turned to put his weapons away. "Samurai believed the katana held their soul and would only use them as a last resort. They would use the bow and arrow first, then a spear and, finally, if they had to, their swords."

To her luck (belustig and Sanchez pitch as Azrael thought), had his gut feeling warned him in time. He danced elegantly around the still lying on the ground Sanchez and formed his familiar katana - a sword, like the samurai always wore - out of HIM. A silent sigh of pleasure escaped him as he grabbed it with both hands and rammed the first attacker between the ribs. It cut through the protective vest he was wearing under his clothes and ran like butter into the tender human flesh. A beautiful gurgling scream rang out. How he'd missed that.

His son Hamada is now the boss of the Yazuka. She explained that the blade is an extension of your body; it moves fluid like water. It can cut through anything and is the purest form of weaponry. To use a Katana is like a dance, graceful yet powerful. I remember what she says and how she moved and I do the same as I was shown.

“I have orders to bring you in alive or dead. Orders from the top. But the top brass didn’t say that it’s a requirement, and neither did they say not to hurt you. And you’ve sure got a lot to answer for, seeing what you’ve put us through.” Kanzaki smirked. “As expected from a Phantom,” he said. “But you both should know this as well. Just because I’m a scientist doesn’t mean that I’m totally helpless when it comes to defending myself.” He then withdrew a long Japanese katana[1] from his side which both Yuri and Ren hadn’t noticed until now, because of the white doctor’s coat he was wearing. “You learn a lot of things when you are in prison. Especially ways to fight and methods to toughen you

And Alara is starting to regret that she just told Sasuke to take Lilith to the hospital ------ Sasuke age 16, the eldest son of the Yu family, thunder and earth double attribute magic swordsman, born with a pair of red and hook jade-like pupils, is a thousand years of rare genius, at the age of 8 years old, he discovered the three major skills of his pupils, the first to make people hallucinate, the second launch a black flame in general water can not be extinguished, and the third generation of a kind of bone armor, used for defense. Sasuke named these 3 skills 'Tsukido', 'Amaterasu' and 'Susanoo', and when someone asked him why he named them how he did, he said don't you think it's cool?

You're hopeless. And Andrew continued. "This sword was designed specifically to cut through human flesh and bone. In the hands of an expert swordsman, this Katana was fully capable of cutting a man diagonally in half with one cDianan blow, though it was a highly specialised sword. It could not cut gun barrels in half, though it can chop down trees or cut stone, as some modern manga and anime may have you believe." "What?... you watch manga and anime?" Wow... This man is surprising. She raised her brows and knitted her forehead while she Diananed on the armchair as if judging him from the stage like Magic Mike.

I winked, walking out. I walked with my head held high from Mayu’s room, making a stop at mine. I smiled as I picked up my Kissaki-Moroha-Zukuri katana. It was specially made just for me and to my specifications. I had always loved the idea of a double-edged sword. It quickly became one of my favorites. I grabbed one more thing before I stormed my way to my father’s office. I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be.

he spat. "Where is Luke?" I brought the blade close to his neck. Even though I was not applying much force to it his neck began bleeding because of how sharp it was. My Katana was crafted by a legendary blacksmith on a Japanese mountain and it was made with the finest metals and materials. It was so sharp that it could decapitate someone easily with just a swing of an arm. "I don't have any dealing with that bastard." He said through closed teeth. I scanned him and he was telling the truth. And with the way things looked, Luke for sure was not here.