Sento Takahashi Novels & Stories

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

Nixon arches an eyebrow, chipping away at some wood he found, "You can tell?" Seth points to his hip, then motions to the Japanese man, Nixon nods in affirmation, "Yeah, I'm Japanese," The man shakes the katana on his hip, wearing a black military uniform with white lining, the symbol of a hawk on his right breast. "Tsukiyama Matsumoto," He bows, "Nice to meet you two." "Seth Alpheus Hunt." "Nixon Driver." "You two can call me Tsuki." He bows once again. Seth cracks his neck, "You speak good English, were you born here?"

"Let's fuck." "Do you really have to go?" Jesse chimed in again, watching K cut up the sleeves of his Pink Floyd The Dark Side of The Moon t-shirt - the one with the ray of light hitting a triangular prism and refracting a beam of rainbow. He had it since forever, and hasn't worn it in ages. Isaac gave it to him during second year of college.

My trembling hand reached for my clit, about helping myself, but he held it, pushing it away. “You don’t get to do that. I will do everything to you.” His words were not helping. My body needed more. My thighs twisted into one another, trying to suppress the sweetness in my core as he stood to his feet before me. He reached for his belt and zip, undoing them. Alpha Leonardo slipped down his pants and underwear. Casually kicking them along with his shoes. He stood bare before me, letting me study every part of his body.

he said, blooming with familiarity as he stopped in front of him. Taiga looked up slowly, tilting his head, eyes flat behind the tinted lenses. “You are?” Taka feigned offense, clutching his chest as if mortally wounded. “I’m offended. You played my team in the semifinals. If you can’t remember me, you’d definitely remember Midorin.” “Oh. Okay,” Taiga replied flatly, his tone dismissive, but Taka didn’t flinch. He dropped onto the bench beside him, grinning like they were lifelong friends. “Wow, you’re fascinating up close. First time seeing an Elite Prime Luna. Not much difference after all.” He reached forward without hesitation, poking Taiga’s cheek with a finger.

He got that sense of bad boy when you look at him. “Oh, excuse me.” The guy said. Then he walked past Jai and to the door, passing by Harris who’s entering the place. “Hey, you left me.” Harris faked a pout. But Jai wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the red haired guy who just left. Harris realized whom Jai was looking at. “Oh. That’s Satoru Hirabayashi.” “Who?” Jai looked at him. “Satoru Hirabayashi from the Hirabayashi clan. He’s one of the geniuses of this generation. He’s a very skilled hunter.” Harris said.

Amber said, making Autumn sigh and shaking her head. She looked at Jonathan and furrowed her eyebrows. “You said you are a Takahashi, do you by any chance know Patima Takahashi?” Jonathan smiles brightly at what she asks. “I’m glad you asked,” Jonathan said and stood up. He bowed down first, making Autumn look at him confusedly. “I am Jonathan Takahashi, Patima Takahashi’s brother,” Jonathan said, making Autumn to widen her eyes. Jonathan smiles and nods his head. “I know, there’s this one news about a family getting their heir kicked out and that is me but I’m proud because look at me now, I can definitely compete with my father’s company” Jonathan said with a big smile on his face.

His lightly brown hair, casually scattered on his forehead, complemented the overall charismatic aura that surrounded him. Hiya, in turn, found herself momentarily captivated by Ahil 's presence. His rugged handsomeness, enhanced by the persistent charm even after a recent shave, struck a chord with her silent admiration. She couldn't help but wonder about the incredible person he must be, someone who cared so deeply for others. Her introspective thoughts swirled in a silent acknowledgment of the stark contrast between the warmth he exuded and the solitude she often found herself wrapped in.

I have never been a tea fan, coffee yes, tea no. I stand and watch the yakuza train. It is like a dance, a dance of death and destruction. “Wanting to get down there and train with them?” I smile as I turn and face Boss Tadashi Hamada. I bow respectfully at him and he smiles warmly. “If I were in proper clothing, then yes, I would.” I say, and he smiles and nods his head.

It was like she had met the man with the ultimate poker face. "If you wish to survive in a place such as this, Slave Keiko, I suggest you learn better discipline. Do not waste a single act. Do not waste a single word. Do you understand?" She wasn't sure she did, but she nodded, held her tongue, and waited for him to continue. "This place is one of dozens on the outskirts of Tokyo. The man who owns it is the son of a powerful yakuza. His name is Takashi Saito. He collects young Japanese girls, trains them, and sells them to the highest bidder."