Shōgun Novels & Stories

Shouts erupted at the table. A few slammed their hands on the table in disbelief. I heard things like: a halfbreed for queen? Others called me a common slave. Thane raised his palm and the table quietened. "That is unacceptable" a man with white hair shouted. All eyes were on me. Some with happiness, some with hate and some expressionless. Thane wiped his mouth gently with a napkin. "Is that a challenge?" "Not at all my king."

As I walked with my wrists chained, the pain in my chest increased more and more by the second, the man pulling me was becoming more and more dangerous, he looked at me with disdain as he said with a different accent. ______________ If you continue to stare at me, I won't be polite to you. - I showed an irritated face. ______________ Since when is that being polite? - Indago biting my tongue right after, these people didn't hesitate to kill me, they're not like the king who needed me, they don't need anyone their only cause is to kill and conquer. Thrown into a stinking truck, the scraps of dirty cloth show how precarious these people's lives are, three men get in the back with me, one has a

A young man stepped out, assisted by two servants, dressed in embroidered gold brocade and wearing a jeweled circlet. I'd recognize that face anywhere—even if it turned to ash. It was Matthew, my brother, who was supposed to be dead for over a year. The brother I'd given my life to atone for. He was back. Alive. Radiant. Dressed like a true prince of nobility. I hung there in the air, struck dumb as if by a bolt of lightning. My ghost trembled on the verge of unraveling.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

Jacob said Yeah....yay

How far could they let this dangerous desire carry them before everything shattered? Nathan closed the door and exhaled a long breath. He dressed quickly, his hands slightly unsteady as he pulled on a crisp polo shirt. The fabric felt restrictive against his still-heated skin. All morning, his thoughts had revolved around Ara—the few precious minutes they had stolen together had only deepened his craving. Every sweet, hesitant response from her had ignited something fiercer in him.

The Russians are the interlopers in Boston. Before the rise of Roman, the old Pakhan, known for his drunken cruelty, couldn’t really be arsed about taking over the city. Roman is a different animal. He’s hungry, he’s ambitious and he has the means to make trouble for us. Gotta nip that in the bud and his sister is exactly the chip I need to do it. All I need is to get my hands on her.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

It was like any normal watermelon, just that it had two distinct markings on either side and on the center of the two marks, was a hole that ran from one side to the other. “What is this?” Ejima asked. “This,” Ngozi pointed to the watermelon. “Is a target melon” “Well?” Ejima shrugged. The glee in the eyes of the woman was causing more confusion. “Before the chief died, she predicted that you would shoot this target from a far distance and not miss.” “Ah, hilarious.” Ejima chuckled, “I didn't shoot anything…” She paused when she remembered the flaming arrow and the way she had stopped it. A sudden chill went from her bones, into every part of her body. Could it be that these people had predi

Shut up. Running ? #Unfulfilled love #SabihaMoyuri