روايات وقصص ضمن Story Of Minato

Forever. As for Haruto, he glanced at Minho's phone, feeling devastated even though he was told to be patient. He had waited for five years. Five entire years to find the best time to show himself to Aito. He had succeeded but there was something troubling him. It was Aito's reaction last time. That wasn't the Aito he knew. Well, it didn't matter anymore. He would bring his Aito back no matter what. They had methods and once the Shima family got a hold of a person, they would never be let go.

These were not mine but of the person who used to be in this body. Her name was Namikawa Himawari. The beloved daughter of the minister of the Nanto Empire; she was an only child thus her father’s attention was all on her. At an early age, she lost her mother to a disease. No one in the entire Empire knew of such a disease and no one was able to cure her. Due to the tragic death of her mother, the other ministers of the Empire wanted to bring down her father.

Kaito leans back into his seat before breaking the silence. "Their, now that that's done let's talk." I nod. "It seems my name has struck a cord? You seemed to space out when I said my name do you know who I am then?" I shake my head. "No, I don't know who you are but your last name I have heard once when I was young." Kaito looks at me curiously. "Oh? And what memory was that?" I glance at the floor and recall the memory. "When I was young I recall my mother on her death bed telling me a story about a man named Kyoto Masumi. All she said was that she and him got really close before she married my father."

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.

this lasted for many years even after the death of Yen until the Nihon army suddenly increased in strength and number and began bombarding Yamato with continuous attacks. Their walls were gone, their army depleted, thousands dead, and no hope of survival until one man came up with a very crazy idea that worked. His name was Shin Mikazuchi, son of Yen Mikazuchi and his idea was a mass exodus. while all the people of Yamato left the island he would stay behind and hold off the enemy. the people of Yamato immediately prepared and took off before Nihon could launch attack. It is believed that Shin ran through the walls of Nihon and massacred every living person. some say he knew that the island

Mariko swiftly jumped in, the arrow penetrates her shoulder and exits on the other side. “Mariko!” he rushed to her. “It’s nothing. I’m fine,” she said through the pain. “Where is he?” “No where to be seen.” “Then it’s over, the Prince has won.” “Not yet, there is still hope.” “I wish I could be so optimistic as you.” Minamoto Yoritomo was utterly destroyed. His plans like the leaves on the wind. III

Clearly, the man leading the attackers was no fool. His words brought a hush over the banquet hall. "News just in—it's Masato's own brother, the Minister of Maritime Defense, Taro Yano." An announcement from outside cut through the quiet. Taro was right there in the crowd, having been one of the loudest accusers just moments before. "Arrest him!" commanded the Imperial Deity, fury etched on his face. Masato had once tried to kill him and was banished for it. Bringing him back into the country was a slap in the face, a challenge to his authority.

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

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

"Or is it because Minato used you and then discarded you?" My stomach dropped. 'How did he know that?' Minato had been my boyfriend before my arranged marriage to Vito. We had plans for each other but after he found out I was getting married, he left but then he came back some years later. After my father died, we had eloped. I had believed love was a weakness because it had hurt me so deeply. I hadn't seen Minato for who he truly was. He had used me, drained me, and thrown me aside when I had nothing left.