Shion Madarame Novels & Stories

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.

' When Hong and the girl were thinking, Monica quickly remembered who this young woman was since this young woman also appeared in the memory of the previous Monica Oga. "Tomari-san?" Monica asked unsurely. "It's really you!" The young woman was also surprised to see Monica in this place, then observed him from up to down, and glanced at the girl on his side. She raised her eyebrow and said, "You have grown up." The girl beside Monica looked at the young woman then she was in shock since she remembered who this young woman was. Togo Tomari, that was the name of this young woman, was the CEO of Iwami Heavy Industries and also regarded as a lunatic of the Japanese business community since she

A few hundred strong men in black shirts came out from the cars while carrying swords from the Island Nations. In just an instant, those men had already surrounded the entire villa. A tall man in a black suit leading the crowd walked up with a cold expression on his face. “Harvey York! I am Taichi Maruyama of the Shindan Way! “I heard that you took my junior, Noriko Yamaguchi, as hostage! “I’ll give you one minute to release her immediately! “If not, I’ll level this place to the ground and rip you to shreds!” Obviously, the Shindan Way had no fear to do as they pleased in the wilderness.

Right after Omar smiled at his mom, a brilliant, harsh golden fiery light greeted his eyes. Amy calmly turned around, and she clutched her son when she saw an enormous sea of fire rising through the armored truck’s floor. Amy and Omar never heard a loud boom when the bomb detonated, but they saw the fire rolling toward them. The fire rose into the air in slow motion. Amy walked through a sea of flames, allowing it to engulf her and her son.

She read the plaque that revealed it was a kukri, gifted from the Nepalese to a Sgt Maddox. Sgt Maddox? She frowned at the name. It was a common name, right? She glanced over at the picture on the wall, a group of brawny uniformed men stared back at her, their faces beaming with pride. She traced her finger over the names at the bottom of the picture, finding the same name. Only this time, it was slightly different, the label read Sgt Zachary Maddox. She followed the position of names, matching it up to Archer’s face. Cara ran to the next picture she found down the hallway, a single photo of him stood to attention in his uniform, the badge on his chest read ‘Maddox’.

“Her new soldiers, if you can call them that, they tore through our border lines like they knew the land better than we did. They're using her site, her memory. Somehow she's the one guiding them through, but they were eliminated. Only the differences. She does not know that they were eliminated, at least not plainly. She might know, but…” “I do not need doubt, I need certainty.” I said, stopping Marco from completing whatever he wanted to say. “I need you to be sure of the information that you're going to give us. Hmm. OK, one of those actually. Ask G****e. Times that it has been totaled. So those dots there represents this was happening in this chapter, this was happening, this was happeni

I scoffed. “My lady, I may be your handmaid but I am loyal to Alpha Kent and I will not hear you mock his clan. He is the best Alpha we've had, and I will not hear another bad word about him.” Madeline strongly said before stomping out, leaving me and this obscene amount of food alone.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

Aiden said. “Mm-hmm.” Uncle Jin nodded. “It belonged to our family, the Onos. It dates back to the Heian era, the exact year is around 1058 AD. Ono Haruka, the person in the mural, is the family’s first Shrine Maiden.” Aiden turned to look at Uncle Jin. “The Shrine Maiden is real?”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h