Shimono Hiro Novels & Stories

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

He only wore a casual shirt under a suit of armour on his torso. Then there was Bran who wore light armour. His hair and eyes were brown in colour while his armour was bright blue. He seemed to be the youngest of the three. “Before that, let me introduce to you. This is Shim Boon, he’s a specialist in herbs and a skilled warrior Hunter. This is Izz, our chef but he’s taking a day off today. He’s also a skillful Hunter. And lastly Bran, which you have already met before.” “Seriously boss? That’s all we get for our intro?” Shim Boon commented.

I quickly stand and started walking away. “Thank you for stopping by, Ms. One punch girl!” he shouted. “I have a name!” “I also have too! Akihiro! Not a superman nor a batman but still a Hiro. You’re Hiro, exclusively for you!” --

Reminders: (surname 1st, name last) Yoshida Hachiro- drums Kurata Sosuke- guitar Tani Rinko- electric violin Fukuda Kagami- currently plays the role of vocalist. Honorifics: san-Mr/ Miss kun- semi/formal title for guys of same age as speaker In the end, Hachiro-kun had no power to do anything. Or rather when he came back from allegedly doing it his face was awkward and twisted.

his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. "Adam talks way too much sometimes," she said with a sympathetic shake of her head. "It's okay. Higan is also pretty blunt," I said. "It's called being honest," Higan corrected as he walked into the room and sat next to me. "I walk away for a moment and you are ready to slander me." I tensed when he rested his hand a little too high on my thigh, the balls of his fingers dipped into my inner thigh. I looked at the couple in front of me. They were talking about something and did not pay us any mind so, I relaxed a little.

He stood behind Minho, watching as his son destroyed the room, raging and cursing like a wild animal. Mr Shima was a tall, strict man. Even though he was over 40 years old, he looked like he was in his early 30s with rich brown hair, tanned skin and deep-set brown eyes. The Shimas were a family of assassins and Shima Haruto was the current heir who was a disappointment to the family. Especially after murdering people, getting caught and being wanted by the government. "Good evening, sir" Minho quickly greeted with a respectful bow.

Splinters explode into the air, but in the middle of the chaos I hear a commanding Alpha roar I wasn’t expecting. “Stop the fucking fire! Patriarch Lorenzo, I’m Enzo Bianchi. Call off your men!” Finally, I can think with some clarity, and Alpha Bianchi’s pheromones hit my nose. “Leo, stand down!” I roar, and the clearing goes still again. I rise just enough over the logs and see him step out with his hands up, a peace signal. I scan the area. His men are sheltered inside, and I sense a few more hidden in the woods.