The Samurai Book Novels & Stories

“Your imagination is going haywire again.” “As if yours hasn’t,” Soriya said. “I heard the furious tapping of keys late into the night, darling.” Chan blushed and took a peek at Sam. Hopefully he didn’t suspect she was an author of children’s books. More importantly, she hoped he would never find out she’d started penning a very adult book that probably set the pages on fire, and the very first one was starring him, or what sounded like him, as the sizzling hot hero. Sam glanced at her. “So what do you ladies do for a living?”

"Yes Alpha even a human can use it, it is a very powerful spell book, in the wrong hands, it could cause a lot of harm." I couldn't help the gut feeling that Sam was somehow involved in this, he had been behaving strangely plus his words seemed to affect Mara lately, it may be a far stretch but I wasn't ruling out any possibility especially knowing how cunning he was. "There's someone in my pack," I said slowly, "Sam. His words have a strange power over people. It’s like he can manipulate their emotions." Elara’s eyes widened. "You think he might have the book?" "I don’t know," I admitted. "But it’s a possibility we need to consider."

Yet, Samuel underestimates my determination. I have come too far and too long as Vampire Master to have a simple Hunter tell me what to do. I do not care; the way I see it, Book shall be mine. Now, if Samuel Colt does not want to listen, then I shall kindly remind him again. "You can go right ahead and blow my brains out as much as you like, but you will give me that Book today."

Her finger senses the spine of books like she could feel the words inside it, reading them softly, when Samson entered the room quietly. His dotting eyes gazing at the figure standing in front of him. His eyes raged with vexation but sooner changed under the effect of the aura emitted by the beauty. With her left hand, she gently massaged her long neck while squinting her eyes at the book titles behind her spectacles.

Focusing instead on the other smaller books. Thirty minutes into it, Sam opened the book to the same monster that had almost killed him. He felt a sense of foreboding at that. He had to look around close to three times to be sure that it had not manifested itself in the library. “Ugh! I’m being paranoid,” he mumbled to himself. He squinted his gaze at the tiny words and learned a couple of things about them. No one was controlling the tree monster. It was its person, and almost extinct. He wondered if he had killed the only surviving one that was alive.

This was the first time he had sensed powerful force outside the Habitat, he resisted the temptation to practice his power. Baby's movements were a salutary reminder of the reality; he turned around to look at his daughter. Once he laid his eyes on the clay, he could not move them away. It was something he had never seen before, but it also looked so familiar that he had seen it in his whole life. For a while he recalled that it had been recorded in the book- Wilderness which divines to the Shamans as the holy Bible to the Christians. Could it be The Holy Mud?

I addressed his souvenir that he had attached to his hip again. He picked it up again. Dragons were carved on the black scabbard, which I quite liked. "Yes, it means quite a lot to me. It doesn't matter that it was expensive,” the samurai answered my question. "May I see it?" I asked. Without a word he hands it to me, whereupon I draw the sword. It was a good three feet long and looked pretty sharp indeed. I believed him right away that you could kill people with it.

(Prince Kaneda Crystal) “.…oh, that…well, it just happened to be…I know some of the Samurai before…it was surprising that to see that code were still preserved to this day…” At that point I was just add lipped whatever I can, I just considered that he was a samurai from how he dressed ant the sword, I didn’t know that it was actually an ancient family secret terms. Not to be awkward I just ended with a praised, making me looked like a mysterious old man.

Caine explained. "You are pretty good at this revenge game," Kiaan said. "Who needs magic when we have you, am I right?" Sammy nodded in agreement. "The spell brought us together, and I'm glad it did," Caine said, giving Sammy a long, meaningful look that made him smile and look away. As the keyboard clattered away, Sammy filled the time by browsing through the comic collection on the bookshelf. Along with the usual suspects, he found a book with two anime guys kissing on the cover.

He pretended to be confused and asked, "Who are you all?" While saying that, Darryl could not help but measure Samara up. Her armor was clearly different from the barbarians. It was not a long saber hanging by her side but the Daim Dynasty's standard longsword. While noticing that, Darryl realized that Samara might not be a barbarian but a Daimer. He was instantly curious. This woman was clearly a Daimer, but why was she with the barbarians? While confused, Darryl was a little secretly relieved. No matter what, this woman's facial features and figure were amazing. Especially when she was in the armor, she looked majestic and heroic.