Tokyo Ghoul Suzuya Novels & Stories

He knew her heart was aching to find her daughter, Sakura. Though this Sakura wasn’t in any way related to him by blood, he had to help Haruka find her, because that was what the head of the family should do. Sosuke had been the head of the Suzuki family since three years ago when his uncle, Haruka’s husband, had died in a car accident. Sosuke had known it hadn’t been an accident because the Suzukis were by far one of the wealthiest families in Japan, and they’d been targeted too many times to consider that particular accident an accident.

He wore a gray suit, and he wore an expensive watch. The man stopped and nodded: Saito Mitsuo smiled at Rosalie and asked: " Is it rude of me to say that I do not remember you? " asked Saito, your prominent accent. Rosalie smiled, and approached: " I’m Rosalie Valois, sir." She reached out to the man, who shook. Saito was the owner of the Japanese car brand Saito, one of the best-selling in the world. " You were going to sit here, weren’t you?"

Somewhere, in the heart of Philadelphia, a third power was rousing from its slumber. Kazuya Tekada, the charismatic boss of the Japanese mafia could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was in the midst of finalizing a deal. "Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Kazuya spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest coke, the finest marijuana, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."

The Tokyo Commissioner almost rolled his eyes, as he certainly was lying, and Yoshitaka himself had told him to do it. Still, he pretended to sigh somberly and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mitsui, but your brother is truly dead. It appears that many yakuza members and hitmen stormed Tokyo Dome tonight to kill Tanya Sweet for the bounty on her head, and your brother was unfortunately caught in between." Yoshiyasu listened, his hand clenching over his chest as his heart beat twice as fast from excitement, and not misery. Still, the show must go on.

Susan could recognize his voice without seeing his face. He stood before them and slowly lowered his hood. It’s Zuka. “I’m here to make a deal,” he grinned. “Let your son bring the mystical brimstone to me, or the girl dies!” He disappeared in a puff of smoke without letting Susan decline or accept the deal.

"Takanashi-kun, are you bad with that boy?" Takanashi was startled and looked at the young man who suddenly talked to him. He let out a long sigh and said, "Souma-san, don't talk startle me..." He was helpless but didn't say too much since he was a bit scared of this young man. Souma looked in the direction of Monica and Togo but raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong, Souma-san, do you know them?" Takanashi asked. Souma's eyes opened slightly and said, "The woman is fairly famous, she is the "Merchant of Death", the famous weapon dealer, Togo Tomari."

She cried. Slash! “Ahhhhh!” Some of the maidens screamed as she fell to the floor, her blood flowing out like a river. “I would like to make an announcement.” Ryu’s fierce voice brought me back to reality. His gaze was directed towards me. He began. "With the passing of my personal assistant, whose mate's bond with the perpetrator caused this, I would like to take this opportunity to appoint a new wolf.” I observed the surroundings, and to my surprise, no one was wailing anymore. They were all filled with laughter and joy, acknowledging Sasha as a criminal.

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

~Shuzuki's POV~ The conference room in the sleek Tokyo high-rise hummed with the low murmur of executives wrapping up their presentations. I sat at the head of the table, my fingers drumming lightly on the polished mahogany, eyes fixed on the projector screen as numbers and projections blurred into irrelevance. Shuzuki Takeshi, CEO of Nakamura Corp, that's me...thirty-eight, sharp-suited, and perpetually in control. Or so I liked to tell myself.

she grumbled as she turned Lucy’s neck, her black hair obscuring my view. Just as I pulled out of the garage, I saw the dick Rowan try to wave me down by the entrance. He stepped in front of the vehicle when I tried to pull out, his eyes going wide when he saw Suzy I. The back. His mouth opened as if to shout, making me press my foot to the gas, hitting the fucker head on. His body made a satisfying crunch as the wheels caught on him, my paint job now ruined with viscera.