Shōgun Novels & Stories

"Okay this.. Haruki Murakami, Wind-Up Bird Chronicle And again, as before, she unzipped my fly, took out my penis, and put it in her mouth. The one thing different from before was that she did not take off her own clothing. She wore Kumiko’s dress the whole time. I tried to move, but it felt as if my body were tied down by invisible threads. I felt myself growing big and hard inside her mouth.

I'm a f**king king. I'm ruthless. I'm rude. I'm a lion in a sheep's clothing. I love the screams of the men that betray us. I love the sound of gunshot like the melody that my mother plays every night on her piano. I love the smell of the gunpowder. I love the fear radiating from the men when they come to know who I am. I am Rainal O'Brien. I can't be weak. I'm the fucking king and no one dares to cross me. I had no weaknesses other than my family and he is gone so there is nothing left except my mother who hid for so long so she won't be harmed by my enemies because a mafia definitely have allot of enemies.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

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

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - YOSEF “THE COMMAND IS CLEAR. GET THE TARGET ALIVE.” *PRIMARY TARGET: ALWYNN MONTEMAYOR; THE BIGGEST DRUGLORD IN DOWNTOWN SEOUL A.K.A. “THE BIG BOSS” *SKILLS: JACK-OF-ALL-TRADES; EXPERT ON IMPROVISED BOMBS *ACCOMPLICE: ANYONE *ULTIMATE OBJECTIVE: ARREST WITH EVIDENCE

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

There is a story of knightly adventure and daring which explains why the name of the sword was changed from that of Murakumo to Kasanagi, which means grass clearing. Once, many, many years ago, there was born a son to the Emperor Keiko, the 112th in descent from the great Jimmu, the founder of the Merhen dynasty. This Prince was the second son of the Emperor Keiko, and he was named Yamato. From his childhood he proved himself to be of remarkable strength, wisdom and courage, and his father noticed with pride that he gave promIteof great things, and he loved him even more than he did his elder son.

Marianne nodded and said, “Nanako was very famous when she participated in the combat fighting competition. It is said that she is the Yamato Nadeshiko that is recognized throughout the whole of Japan...” Kathleen smiled and said, “She is the Yamato Nadeshiko who is recognized throughout Japan, and she is actually one of our rivals.” “What?!” Marianne subconsciously exclaimed, “She likes Charlie too?!” “It’s more like love,” Kathleen chuckled and said, “It is said that love is through dead and life, right?” Having said that, Kathleen saw the look of surprise on Marianne’s face and continued to smile as she said, “Don’t be so surprised. Another shareholder of Ito-Schulz Ocean Shipping Group i

However, their success was short lived. As one soldier pushed his sword out toward a Guardian, he felt something clamp onto it. Then with the strength of a bear, a force twisted the sword out of his hands and pulled it beyond the shield wall. Uncomprehending, the young soldier peeked to find his sword only to see two massive metal shuko tiger claws tied to the Guardian's hand. The projecting spikes were gripping the young soldier's sword before the cloaked figure broke the weapon in two and threw it aside to retrieve another flashing blade. Now all the dark blue soldier could to was hold onto his large shield and hope that the claws could not rip through it as well.