Tanaka Kazunari Novels & Stories

“This is not tension, Mr. Sica, I absolutely despise you. As cold as it might sound, I cannot trust you. You have proven to me that you are a man who would not hesitate to throw people to gutters once you are done with them. But it is fine, isn't it? It is what CEO’s do.” The car suddenly swerved left and surprisingly enough it was Mr. Sica’s doing. He looked angry. Not that he was fuming or had veins bulging across his forehead. His anger was the type a calculated man. It was pretty clear why he was a top gun and still remained at the top in the business world. He was a pretty great actor. I fixed my attention to the back to see how Samuel was faring forgetting the safety seat were still wo

I said. “Any friend of Garren’s is a friend of ours,” Mildred said. Her black hair was pulled back into tight braids. Her skin was dark and free from any scars Her left ear pierced like Garren’s. Her grey eyes swirled with flakes of gold. “We look forward to tracking down Ryuu for you. So incredible that you got to meet her.” Hunter said. He was just as tall as Garren, but he wasn’t as built. His hair was completely shaved, and a tattoo of a dragon skull went up the side of his head. Scars painted his honey skin like tattoos. I noticed his left ear was also pierced. It must be some kind of form of honour once you are accepted as a warrior.

“Goodnight, you must be Akari-chan, nice to meet you. And you are…” He looked directly at me for several minutes. “You live on the apartments above the candy store right. I knew your uniform seemed familiar, my name is Makiba Jouji, your landlord’s grandson.” He politely offered me his card as I avoided looking into his eyes, ashamed at the fact that I did not even remember my landlord’s name. Written with golden letters below his name you could read Guidance Center Special Consultant. “Nice to meet you, I am Taoyama Naruki.” “I did not know you were friends with Matsubara-san.”

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

His eyes darted to the doorway, and what he saw made him instantly regret ever being born. Standing in the doorway was none other than Kenichi Matsumoto—the finance minister from his previous life, the very same man who had humiliated him in countless board meetings with his snide, incessant boasting of numbers that went to three decimal places. Takuto's past life flashed before his eyes, remembering all the countless times Matsumoto’s voice echoed in his ears: “Three decimal places, Kimura. THREE! Keep up!” He shuddered.

“I can replace anyone. Just as I pushed you into his arms once. Just as I guided you into becoming what you did, I think that I would be able to do the same thing with anyone else. And they would be a lot more efficient.” Silence stretched, thick and tense. He finished buttoning his shirt, his reflection caught in the mirror, perfect, composed, untouchable. Had it been another woman in my place, I knew that she would have been in awe at the way he looked, she might have been mesmerized. But not me. I knew what hid under that perfect shirt, the glamorous smile, and whatever it was that he thought he could hide. Just as much as he knew me. Then, without turning, he said, “You wanted power, Mir

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Tanaka. “Dr. Lazlo Howard, meet my first vampire child, Mr. Tanaka…” “Mr.Tanaka, this is the famous Dr. Lazlo Howard.” The doctor frowned a little bit and I knew what that was, because how possibly a vampire child looked older than his master. But he tried not to be rude by shoving his right hand in Mr. Tanaka’s direction and intended to shake his hand. “Mr. Tanaka pleased to meet you.” The doctor had ancient chivalry while shaking Mr. Tanaka’s hand, another thing that I had to remember.

Then you turn it over, say the knight's name first, and introduce the king. As such, they are all meticulously introduced to each other, with the royal family introduced first and then our team. When it was Damian's turn to be introduced ... Well, we'll get to that very soon. After the lengthy paperwork is over (I don't think I've been introduced to anyone for 20 minutes), I come to learn this: The governor of Japan is called Tanaka Tori. He is a tall, thin man with small eyes so slanted that it seems like he is walking with his eyes closed and he sports a jet black goat that somehow only makes him look more real.

"Let's fuck." "Do you really have to go?" Jesse chimed in again, watching K cut up the sleeves of his Pink Floyd The Dark Side of The Moon t-shirt - the one with the ray of light hitting a triangular prism and refracting a beam of rainbow. He had it since forever, and hasn't worn it in ages. Isaac gave it to him during second year of college.