Novelas y relatos de Tanjiro

Tomi Hideki: The Prankster "Number four, Tomi Hideki – the 'Man with Many Pranks'," she read, her eyebrows shooting up. "He's half Filipino, half Japanese, and the second son of the Hideki Clan, a Mafia boss in Japan. He's the Strategy Head of Knights Advertising, with a mind that's always plotting and scheming." She chuckled, a shiver running down her spine. "He loves to prank people, and it's all fun and games for him. But a Mafia boss's son? Yikes! What if I do something he doesn't like? He might send me to Japan and chop off my fingers!" She clutched her hands to her chest, a wave of fear washing over her. "He's handsome, with those piercing black eyes, but I'm not risking my life for a

But everyday, I detest myself cause of it. “I understand, Leo. Freya is family. She has always been. Max will never forgive you if anything should happen to his sister. It’s hard for you,” Anthony tapped hard on my shoulder. “Enough of the sobbing and regrets. Time to show you what I’ve prepared in my special chamber. It will lighten your mood. But first…” He pulled out a substance that looked like a wrapped candy and pointed it at me. “Eat this.” “What’s this?” Glaring hard at the strange thing.

“It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not his fault,” Theia countered. “I can explain, Alpha.” Jeong stepped forward. “Amelia, Theia, and Ren just arrived and Emil called Ren Uzui.” “Uzui?” There was a frown on Ryden’s forehead. “Tengen Uzui, one of the characters in Demons Slayer. He’s a white-haired guy, a powerful fighter but has lost a hand and eye.” “And?” “Emil thinks Ren dyed his hair to look cool,” Jeong added. “And he also said that Amelia isn’t a pack member anymore.”

They built their homes from the earth itself, using natural materials imbued with magic to create structures that harmonized with the surrounding landscape. Her parents, Zara and Milak, were pillars of the community. Zara's healing abilities were renowned, her gentle touch capable of mending the deepest wounds. Milak's control over the elements was awe-inspiring, his presence commanding respect and admiration. Together, they nurtured Aqua's budding abilities, teaching her the importance of using her powers for good and instilling in her a sense of responsibility and compassion.

Kenji, who had squatted in front of Shuji, slapped his head lightly. “You’ll find out who I am if you let me explain instead of interrupting!” Kenji scolded him. “Who… HOW DARE YOU! I’ll—” “Listen to me first!” Kenji slapped him again, harder this time, and Shuji finally fell silent. “Let me introduce myself. I’m a Shinigami—a death god who’s here to take your life.” Kenji wasn’t about to actually give his real name. Shuji, who had been panicking, now began to tremble in fear. Kenji’s calm, serious voice made him believe it.

Humans were open to diseases like crazy anyway. “No worries,” Zhao rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “Just…lost in thought.” He forced a smile, the muscles in his cheeks unfamiliar with the movement. It’s been years remember? “Your hair is so cool!” the boy exclaimed, unfazed by Zhao’s strained demeanor. “Like Gojo! Do you know Gojo? He’s my favorite anime character!” he seemed to peruse Zhao once again and shook his head. “No, I don’t think you are an anime character. Are you a spy?”

Dante said, as I kept my eyes on the phone, my heart racing against my ribcage as I tried processing what he was saying. “Why?” I asked, frowning in confusion “regardless whatever it is, why would he be doing such a thing?” “I’m not sure, we’re yet to find anything about him” Dante said, looking at me, studying my expression as I handed him the phone. He took it from me and scrolling through it again, he handed me the device and I frowned when I saw the picture of Giovanni’s car, and Mattia standing in what looked like the inside of his parking, his back to the car as he smoked a cigarette “he’s an Alpha, Alpha Nicolas to be more specific, and I don’t know why, but I have reason to believe

A little boy shyly moved forward. “H-hi.” The little boy mumbled. He looked like Takumi except with black hair and brown eyes. Before Takumi could say anything, Twilight was already obsessing over the little guy. “Oh my Goddess. You're the most adorable thing I've ever seen.” She said while pinching both his cheeks. “What's your name?” “Toshiro.” He replied. “That's a cool name. How old are you?” “I'm seven. My brother told me about you, and he was right when he said that you're pretty.”

I didn't have to turn around I knew who he was talking about since I was coming to realize his name suited him. "That is Blaze Robin," I replied trying not to laugh. Chandler let out a belly laugh. "What about the tiniest of them?" A tear came to my eye as I looked over at Tommy in his little incubator. "That's Tommy, his twin Timmy is the one that was… he was…"

(Light) "Who are you?" Kira jerked back and eyed the blonde that held a knife in front of her. Her eyes flickered towards the corner of the room as she heard a whimper. Kira's eyes stayed on a child of about ten. He was huddled in the corner of the room, and her eyes flickered back to the blonde holding a knife in front of her. "Stay calm," Kira mumbled, motioning with her hand, "I won't hurt you and please, drop the knife."