Shōgun Novels & Stories

Commanded Chief Tador. “Wait, wait a second.” Azriel mouthed. The three turned their wild glares to her immediately. They had already prepared their minds and hearts for the task, and Azriel felt the pressure when they turned to her. “ Whoa – Um, hey guys. I want to tell you something. If it’s really a shadow, your guns won’t work on it….” Said Azriel. “ Do you understand what I mean? Technically speaking, a shadow wouldn’t be hurt by a gun. ” Azriel explained.

“Fine. I guess I can give her control…” “You guess? What do you mean you guess? Koa don’t make force the shift back like that night again. Koa rolled her eyes before asking someone for a blanket. Some girl searched through her bag and handed it to Gunner who took it and held it up to shield us from the crowd. “Shower time!” Koa winked, she actually winked at him! Gunner turned his head so as to not look as we shifted back. Once I was back in control and hurriedly put my clothes back on that I had tied around my ankle and then tackled Gunner to ground who was still looking away while holding up the blanket.

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More adventure await, hopefully they overcome it or Maybe not. The End

"Audrey!" I couldn't hear any sound in my ears. I only had one thought. That was to kill Joanna. Kash forcibly separated us and held me in his arms. I couldn't stop crying. He rudely pushed Joanna away. Joanna hit the staircase railing. She was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up. "What are you doing!" An angering voice interrupted us. Jeffrey, in his suit and boots, appeared, contrasting with how I looked. I was so pathetic.

I want to run freely in the wild and be tasked to assassinate the most vicious creature and even slaughter anything that comes in my way. Now that I am queen, I will have to think twice about slaughtering as I have a reputation to put up with. They may easily recognize me and a killer queen is not happily announced in the kingdom. It is not something to be proud of. It is a disgrace and a way to tarnish the royal reputation.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

He made a gurgling sound for a moment before the struggle died down time as the red hot liquid streamed down his neck and the life descended from him. Isabella felt like suddenly she couldn't breathe anymore, like she was finally realising who is the person standing in front of her was. His eyes did not leave hers for even a moment and yet the knife went exactly where he wanted it to be. This man was a dangerous weapon that was not just deadly for her sanity but was the typhoon that was going to swirl her around before killing her.

"Father Upton is a good man." "Aye," Iris agreed with a tilt of her head, remembering his kindly smile and the candles she had taught him to make. "He is. But that doesn't mean he can't do bad things." Iris's voice got a bit shrill. "Such as giving my name to the soldiers coming to rip me from my place in the universe!"

The old man started, "Your father was a Korean member of the Kazuno clan. A crime group syndicate that operates in Japan. He was accused of betraying his group by selling information to outsiders. He was killed by Kazuno Haruto, the leader of the clan. Your mother fled to South Korea with your uncle then moved to London. You know nothing about this, aren't you?" Austin sighed. "You just hand me a puzzle piece that completes the whole picture," The story undoubtedly fit but it was foolish to blindly trust his words. Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and