Shinji Minato Novels & Stories

Or so I liked to tell myself. But today, control felt like a fraying thread, pulled taut by the man sitting two seats to my left. Minato. My assistant. My lover. The one who knew every inch of my body better than I did myself. He was twenty-nine, with that effortless poise that turned heads...dark hair falling just so over his forehead, eyes like polished obsidian, and a smile that could disarm a boardroom or unravel me in private. Today, he was in his usual armor...a tailored black suit that hugged his lean frame, shirt unbuttoned at the collar to reveal a sliver of smooth, tanned skin.

Soon, they saw the man himself, the Commander of the Tiger Fangs, Shin Scarlet. Shin strode up to Kaze and saluted him. He looked at Kaze with respect and excitement. “Commander of the Tiger Fangs Militia, Shin Scarlet, reporting for duty!” The guardian of Lilyrose City and the God of War, Kaze Lee, was his idol. Gold Tooth’s mind was blown away when he saw Shin saluting at Kaze. He looked at Kaze in horror and his body started to tremble. Who the hell was Kaze Lee?

I groaned as I forced myself off my bed wishing for a moment of rest. " It seems General Matilda Cashew was ordered to take control of the new post that's deeper into Leighdal. Our batch is being taken over by Arena Fighter. " Walter informs me as he pats my back, draping his arm over my shoulders and dragging me along toward the gathering area. " Arena Fighter?!* Sigh* Why do those brutes always get the promotion. ..... how did this bozo get the job?" " Not sure.... but he goes by Shinigami, the Grim Reaper of Ralux. They said that no one can kill faster than him."

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 spit out and I laughed. “You will tell me what I want to know sooner or later.” I motioned for my man to go back to his torture. I would find her and kill Jensen. He thinks he can double-cross me, so he has to pay the price. A few hours later I walked back into the basement where I was keeping the man we had taken, I think his name was Jordan. I didn’t really care what his name was. All I cared about was breaking him so I could go and get what belonged to me. My man had done a real number on him already so I decided to see if he was ready to talk. I walked over to him, he was chained to the wall and looked like he was barely able to hold himself up. His face was covered in blood and he wa

“I am Mōri Shinsuke.” “And I am Hattori Koheita.” They introduced themselves. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I am standing in front of Mori Shinsuke and Hattori Koheita. I never thought I'd be able to meet them but here I am standing in front of them. I’m getting quite excited about being in their presence. They must have noticed my sudden change in personality. I quickly composed myself before I make any dumb decisions.

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that

Smiling, I move to sit on the floor, next to the other instructor as Asano instructs them on the mat. "I heard from Asano-San that you accompanied Young-Master today." He says, his appraising gaze sweeping over me. "Ah, yes. I'm Jason. Jason Sakamoto." I bow slightly, stretching my hand out. "Joseph. Just Joseph." He smiles as he takes my hand in his, shaking it gently. "Nice to meet you." "Likewise. So how long have you known Shinigami-Kun?" "A couple months now." I reply, unable to help the smile that forms as the memory of our first encounter plays back.

His eyes met mine and I nodded. “Now,” I whispered to him. “Fight. Trust me and fight. Focus on me and fight.” His body convulsed. The mist shrieked. I felt her scream inside him. I felt her rage. But I did not back down. I would not back down. The Luna I had been was gone. This, this was who I was meant to be. And I was going to burn her shadow to the ground. “Now show me what you've got,” I whispered. “That's if you have anything left in you, Tatiana…”

His eyes darted to the doorway, and what he saw made him instantly regret ever being born. Standing in the doorway was none other than Kenichi Matsumoto—the finance minister from his previous life, the very same man who had humiliated him in countless board meetings with his snide, incessant boasting of numbers that went to three decimal places. Takuto's past life flashed before his eyes, remembering all the countless times Matsumoto’s voice echoed in his ears: “Three decimal places, Kimura. THREE! Keep up!” He shuddered.