Tanjiro And Rengoku Novels & Stories

“There is no way that you can beat me. If this is the power of a Phantom, I don’t have to worry even if one of the Phantoms manage to reach Kami.” Tohya and Ren glared. And as one, the two boys got to their feet, dusting themselves off. No matter how dire the circumstances, they couldn’t afford to fail here now! There is too much at stake. Not only are the lives of all the Phantoms at stake here along with Hati’s very existence, but Japan’s fate as a nation is at stake here as well! “We made a promise!” Ren growled, clenching his hands into fists. “A promise to return together! We…won’t lose here!”

cupping Koishi cheeks his finger tracing over his jawline. ** “This time too you did the same, Tanaka!!” Ren said, taking a seat upon the bench in front of Koishi. Making Koishi chuckle in response looking at him while folding his hands over his chest. “All of the sudden I had to meet someone so I wasn't able to come.'' Koishi smiles looking at Takeshi from the corner of his eyes who just gets up from his seat walking away. “Ugh that’s sad we waited for a long time” “I’m truly sorry I will try to make it up this time”

After hugging Rick, I stepped away from everyone greeting each other and looked at the five little Westwood princes who were laid out on the floor on a large playmat, with several thick blankets placed beneath them. They were absolutely adorable; Jayce, the eldest, had black hair and green eyes, whilst Theo, the second one, had blond hair with blue eyes. Then there was Ares, he had a darker shade of blond hair with hazel eyes. Carter had hair the exact shade of Alpha Elijah’s, with green eyes, and then there was Renji, with his black hair and blue eyes. Each one looked different and each one had a different personality. Jayce was the most demanding and got angry quickly, whilst Renji was the

Ryuji sat there in silence, and beside him stood his two remaining sons. The first one—Takeo—was the eldest. Stoic. Calm. The kind of man who moved like a shadow and said little unless absolutely necessary. He reminded me of Ryuji in every way, from the way he kept his hands tucked in his sleeves to the subtle twitch of his jaw when emotional restraint was pushed too far. We had met once during my visit in Tokyo and he looks slightly better than he did then, he had been working out, that’s good. The second son—Renji—was the opposite.

« We really got caught in the previous Grande’s game. And it will be still ongoing until I don’t know when. Even death can’t be an escape for us. Did you meet Rengoku again ? » « Yeah, he is a werewolf. I tried to break my bond with him, but still, we met again. I don’t know what to do… I’ve never signed for this. I am sorry, I dragged you all into this whole mess. » And for the rest of the day, I cried; all the emotions that I’ve been repressing for this whole time resurfaced. « You say this every time we meet again. You remember we are all in this. So gotta search for the others to change the situation of the world. »

emerge from the sealed tomb and causes a gust of heavy wind Shinjuku NOW!! "OLATEJU" "Olateju" emerged from portal behind "Arkcadis" and cast a sealing cloth like ribbons at him..but the ribbons went through "Arkcadis" causing him to phase, then "Tenju" thrusts at him while his hand reaches for "Arkcadis".. as he is Levitating he vanished beside "Tenju" and grabbed him by the face tightly and slams him on top of the tomb and caused it to crumble and "Arkcadis" weave his hand across "Tenju" neck releasing a particle beam causing him to get decapitated.

"Hungry?" "Starving" Cai Kang replied happily. Food sounds so good right now. They ate in a separate room. Cai Kang had never seen a traditional Japanese house, so he was intrigued by the size and the interior. It seemed much bigger on the inside. After noticing the maids, both of whom are familiars, he could tell the family has a rich history. The siblings introduced themselves. Noriko and Toya are fraternal twin siblings, older and younger respectively, they are both brunettes who are the middle children of the family. Next is Ren, who is the younger child. He is nine years old and has jet black hair and brown eyes like his siblings. They have two other sisters but one of them is in Shenmi

"I just want honesty. What is Tamaki's relationship with Takumi?" Seeing the school uniforms that Tamaki, Takumi, and Rin were wearing, which were also Kenkyo's school uniforms made me suspect that there was actually a special relationship between them. To Kenkyo, she was indeed their 'senpai or senior'. "Senior Kenkyo who killed my best friend, why is it my lover that you accuse?" Oh so that's it? I understand now. I glanced at the finger of her left hand, there was a bandage.

One particularly rough night, I sat in the rocking chair with Ren in my arms, humming softly to lull him back to sleep. Jiro appeared in the doorway, his hair disheveled and his eyes half-closed. “Switch with me,” he said, stifling a yawn. “You need rest too.” I shook my head, smiling despite my exhaustion. “It’s okay. I’ve got him.” Jiro crossed the room and knelt beside the chair, his hand resting on my knee. “We’re a team, remember? Let me take over.” Reluctantly, I handed Ren to him and watched as Jiro expertly settled him into his arms. Seeing them together, a deep warmth filled my chest.

His eyes stayed on Renji. “You are alive.” Renji looked older than Hayate by only a few years, though time had cut deeper lines around his mouth. Dark hair hung wet against his face. A black coat clung to his lean body, its seams stitched with silver thread. A chain circled one wrist. The other end disappeared into the water. “You keep saying that,” Renji said. Hayate’s mouth opened. Nothing came out. Renji looked at the silver needles still buried in his brother’s back.