Toga Himiko Novels & Stories

Was the first thing Mackenzie said as we started trading food without even looking down "Well, he has tattoos. He has a lot of tattoos, everywhere," I say slightly daydreaming about him, "A small nose ring, and dark brown hair," I tell her, "And he has muscles, like Hulk," I compare him, using my hands to show the size of his muscles "Only you would compare that God to Hulk," Amber-Rose laughs "How did you meet him?" Mackenzie asks me suddenly, seeming suspicious. "As I was walking home from the gym I bumped into him and he dropped some money so I caught up to him to give him his money and he offered to take me home," I blush as I lie, "He's nice though and he helped me with my homework last

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Luke replied. "Ah, you barely updated me recently," Himiko said, disappointment evident in her tone. "I'm sorry, okasan. It's just that, her father is here." Luke said, making Himiko stop in her tracks for a moment. Himiko was the only person around who knew everything about Luke's life before he came here. She herself used to be part of the Japanese mafia. She quit the moment her father passed. She didn't go out unscathed, but she did get out alive.

"Sigh. Sakura, how many times must I tell you? As my heir and future Miko, you have to always uphold majesty and pride at any moment." The door opened to show a beautiful and mature woman. She had long golden hair, fox ears, whiskers, and six golden tails. She was wearing a loose kimono that partially showed her large breasts and a monocle. In her right hand was a large gourde containing an unknown liquid. She was talking and walking with a bored expression, but the grâce of her demeanor was unmistakable. But, the moments she took a swig of her gourd and began gulping down what was contained in it–

She knows what this means. Aronohai Miyamura has chosen her to question him. Even with the three fingers he raised, showing that he would only answer three questions, she is not deterred. Just the fact that he has chosen her has secured her a once-in-a-lifetime promotion. Or maybe even more. As a seasoned veteran, she wastes no time. “My name is Tohru Wakashima, and here with me today is the entrancing Aronohai Miyamura…”. She drags her eyes over his frame appreciatively.

She turned and saw him emerging from behind a black velvet curtain. Tobi stood at least six feet tall, his frame lean but muscular beneath a tight black t-shirt that stretched across his chest. Sleeves of ink covered both arms, a tapestry of Japanese waves on one side, mythological creatures on the other. His dark hair was tousled as if he’d been running his fingers through it, and a day’s worth of stubble shadowed his strong jawline. But it was his eyes that caught her, piercing blue, the color of glacial ice, framed by surprisingly long lashes. They studied her with an intensity that made her breath catch.

Did he really agree to give his billion-dollar worth of business and his life to this scumbag? “Get ready bitch,” he said and pulled her hair and made her stand up. She pulled her writs behind and handcuffed them. She was way too weak to do anything. He pushed her forward, gesturing her to walk but she only stumbled. Holding her by her elbow, he pulled her with him. She couldn’t match his pace but kept going. He stopped abruptly and bought out a black cloth from his pocket. he wrapped it around her eyes and she didn’t protest.

His street name was Snowball. When we entered the church, we found her hanging by the neck from the balcony. Her wrists had also been slit. Directly beneath her was a circle and a weird symbol drawn out of charcoal. A small nickel bag of Mescaline and marijuana, a feather, and a human tongue were in its center. The blood that slowly dripped from Himiko's fingers covered all of it.

Mika was fortunately quick and the rope was not that strong,he managed to free himself and Mr Phenyo. My team and I ran into a hiding place,but we were still being chased.Until one of the ritual leaders shouted “stop!” and they all stopped chasing after us. "We have to save her!" I shouted.We couldn’t leave Tanya. Mika turned back,he ran so quickly that I could not be able to stop him,a creature with huge muscle’s,a head similar to that of a bull pulled him to the Ritual leader. “Stop right there or your friend will be Goshi's Meal!”The ritual leader shouted.

Yesha: *coughs* Good work Aika. Aika: Thank you Commodore... Yesha: How is everything here, Field Executive Mikami? Field Executive Aika Mikami is a 24 year old lady with pearl white skin and a gracious figure. She has distinct Asian facial features. She supports Commodore Romanov in the Directive Dimensional Administration (the support arm of the military fleet) since childhood. She is more commonly known as the Maiden of the Grey who moves the battle group fluidly in Yesha's Absence and commands respect even from the combatants.