Taro Yamada Novels & Stories

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

"H-How did that happen?" Cadmus wasn’t even surprised. He knows it; the book of prophecy tells it. He also believed that Emily is the most powerful Luna who wields the power of the Moon Goddess. Emily looked at Taurus, expressionless. "Because I am the powerful Luna, I can kill in just a snap." She answered. Taurus glanced at Cadmus. His eyes were confused. "Is it... true, Cadmus?" Cadmus nodded his head, but still, his eyes were directed at Emily. "The prophecy tells it." "She's superior, who holds the most powerful power of the Moon Goddess," he explained.

-I do not understand what it says, I checked the staff papers before arriving and there is nothing out of what you asked- -So what have I got before me?- He noticed the petite, slim woman with crystalline golden eyes and an ordinary face framed in short, shiny dark hair. Leo studied the woman for a few seconds and found nothing strange. He recognized it, remembering the image in his file. Silver Miller, Head of Design Department, 23, Beta. Just in case he checked her neck and found nothing but a thin, unadorned gold chain. Not even the characteristic protective necklace of omegas and even less the trace of a supposed brand.

The old man certainly knew very well that Jeremy was a martial arts expert, as well as a sniper. In the Mose family, Jeremy has always excelled, when it comes to karate. Don Lee and Debara agreed. Sooner or later, he would definitely be found out. But before that happens, he plans to move out of the country, after he has accumulated a lot of money. Jeremy started looking at some work proposals. His eyes fell, on the file, which read Tones. "Debara, does our company, cooperate with Tones enterprise?" "Proposal of cooperation, young master, the person in charge is lord Khan." "reject!"

He was Kimura CEO—a child executive on the rise, visionary leader of the future, and founder of the Kimura Time Capsule Fund. While the others giggled and glued googly eyes to their farewell letters, Takuto watched. Observed. Assessed. He moved among the miniature tables like a sommelier of memory, evaluating the keepsakes with all the warmth and charm of a venture capitalist sniffing out weak investments. Yamada-kun was gleefully jamming a crumpled drawing of what might’ve been a dinosaur—or possibly a very angry banana—into a tissue box. Aoi-chan had pressed a flower between two index cards, which immediately began to crumble like the dreams of underperforming startups.

I walked outside to spread some clothes and I ran in immediately. Laman stood on the floor, his legs shaking. He had fully shifted into a small wolf pup with blue fur. He was wagging his tail repeatedly while Leo was hailing him, clapping his hands and laughing. The shift had torn his clothes to pieces and a large piece of the crib was laying just beside him. “Laman!” I whispered, carrying him up quickly before anyone would walk past the open door and try to attack him. His little wolf form was warm and soft on my neck. Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing

“I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.” “If you’re so sure I’m lying…” Carter’s eyes flashed, “then kill me. Right now.” Damon stepped forward, lips curled in disgust. “Too easy.” He stared Carter down like he was filth beneath his boots. “If she’s real,” Damon said coldly, “if Tatiana’s really the one pulling your strings, then let her come for you. Let her crawl through the shadows and save you.” He turned, already walking. “Prove it,” he said over his shoulder. “Or rot.”

Based on his outfit, he was not a local. Dragon Scale was stunned. Before she could ask, Dragon Head introduced him to her, “This is the VIP I invited from Japan, Kazuo Yamamoto.” Kazuo Yamamoto? Dragon Scale frowned a little. She felt like she had heard that name somewhere. All of a sudden, she remembered it. “Are you the current tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas?” Dragon Head gave her a big thumbs-up. “Wow, you’re quite knowledgeable. Like you said, Mr. Yamamoto is the tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas. I purposely invited him from Japan to deal with Thomas.”