Tokyo Drift X Novels & Stories

There is another tattoo on his shoulder, but I can't make out what it is from this far away, His tank top and bag were on the floor. Even from this distance, I see his piercing green eyes flashing at me. My throat runs dry, despite myself. He looks like a Greek god. He smirked at me when he saw me staring at him and turned away to do some pull-ups. Xander Black POV: I usually come to the gym now and then to burn off some anger, but sometimes now and then Ms. bitch ass would be here. I was doing some deadlifts while hearing a playlist but currently playing was "16 Shots" by Stefflon Don it was my favorite song in the playlist called "Tequila Sunrise" it's my all-time go. But when I turned my

Images of meeting with Faceless and my mission flashed in my head also as I pulled yelled in rage, pulling the trigger till my gun clicked empty. . . . . TBC ©️Perry Trey (Author Peller) 2021.

The game is on! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - JD I watched Topgun walk towards the apartment. I let half a minute to pass before I set on my next move. I went to a vendor who sells balloons at the far end of the area and bought two. I swiftly stamped the design on the balloons without anyone ever noticing it. The pattern is the same as the “two swords crossed to form an X”. After I left the structure a while ago, I contacted a person to send me someone expert for things like making a stamp quickly. And I succeed, I got the exact pattern. When I came back where I was before, I saw Topgun leaning on the light post waiting for me.

Xavier didn't have the courage to. The kids were smart, they could tell something bad was wrong. Something really bad. “Your mother is dead. Dexter too.” Tokyo announced. They both looked at Xavier and he nodded at them sadly. Kaylee burst into tears immediately, she cried out loud. Kaylen cried too. Xavier moved to them and hugged them as they cried. Tokyo watched them, she tried so hard to fight her tears as they welled up her eyes. Kaylee pulled away from the hug and started to gasp, she struggled to breathe.

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

In one motion she catches it and swings. After all the pain he's caused, it seems almost anticlimactic when Drakon's headless body slumps to the floor. Acasia goes to her knees and her wails are as heart wrenching as Bastian's earlier scream. I'm surprised when Tahr, with no hesitation, runs from the room. Pepper looks at me and I can only shake my head. I have no idea where he is going. "Roxy," I whisper into her mind. "Are you okay?"

I asked and Jack laughed. “Do you need anything” “No. Have you found your leak yet?” I asked him. “Not yet,” Jack said, sounding despondent. “My Chicago address was leaked too,” I said. “Are you sure?” “I followed Huxman there,” I said. “He gave me a name.” “Who?” Jack asked me and I could hear him typing in the background. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it,” I said. “Jericho–”

Xander and Carolina wound their way through under-alley and old industrial cuts, shortcuts mapped in muscle memory, until the buildings crowded so close he had to duck his head to fit. They reached the drop slot behind the old theater—Chiron’s, that’s what the sign said, bolted crooked above the warped door. He slipped the envelope into the tin slot and waited. Carolina watched the alleys, arms crossed, boot tapping. A black drone buzzed above, then dropped low. Its camera iris flared, clicking twice as it scanned them. Carolina stuck her tongue out at it. Xander grinned, tension draining a little.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Reaching out to the tumbler which contained Tequila Slammer, Baron chugged down the liquid and slightly scrunched his nose when it burned the back of his throat. Dropping the cue stick on the table, he slid his left hand into the pocket of his knee length pants while his right hand twirled the tumbler. He was shirtless and a part of his tattoos which were colored gleamed under the lights. He downed the liquor again as he stared into oblivion. Different thoughts rummaged through his mind. The past few months in X-habit had been bloody. Some unknown gunmen of an unknown rival gang had attacked them twice and they had lost a few of their men.