Tomaki Novels & Stories

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

Inside, the food was arranged like a fiscal report: Rice balls cut into perfect cubes Tamagoyaki, each slice identical in thickness (margin of error < 1mm) Cherry tomatoes aligned by sweetness levels, left to right While eating, she casually flipped through a book titled: “M&A for Kids.” Takuto: “…” She’s not a normal child. No way. As he processed the shock, Misaki suddenly turned. Her eyes locked onto his. “Want a bite?” she asked sweetly, lifting a slice of tamagoyaki with her chopsticks. “Special rate—just tell me what stocks you’ve been watching.” Takuto shot up. “I’M FULL!!”

Jasmine felt awkward and out of place, Tommy slightly looked over his shoulder to see if she was alright and by the look on her caramel, an oval face, she was indeed uncomfortable. Soon a guy walked up to Tommy as they pulled each other into a friendly hug, Jasmine was surprised to see a genuine small smile painted on the mafia's lips as he embraced the guy. "What's up, Tom!" The guy greeted before his eyes shifted towards Jasmine as a smirk found his lips, Jasmine felt more uncomfortable.

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

Tom, Morgan, Julius, and Marcus are excited to eat sushi made by the basketball captain. They seem to really like Joe's sushi, even they eat it very heartily. Tom spoke even though his mouth was still chewing sushi. "I really like your sushi Joe and I hope you'll make us these every day." Hearing the cool words from his good friend, Joe immediately protested and put on an annoyed face. "I hope you don't talk like that, I only make sushi when I have free time, I'm not a sushi seller. Dude."

he whispered, his lips grazing her cheek. Tingles of electricity shot through Nya’s body at his touch. She took a deep breath, inhaling that smoky scent that was innately Slate. “I will,” she promised him. He kissed the top of her head and then moved away from her, leaving Nya wondering if it might’ve been another kiss on the lips if they hadn’t had an audience.

He was the Chief Executive Officer of Levity, and they called him One-Eyed Tommy. The other executives chuckled and shook their heads. Kaizo merely smiled at the provocation. He didn’t seem to mind One-Eyed Tommy’s harsh words, mostly because he had been together with them for a long time and knew that the old man did not know any other way to express himself but through berating and mocking. Kaizo glimpsed through the pamphlet quickly and in less than five minutes, he was done reading through its contents. It seemed that One-Eyed Tommy was right when he applauded – albeit mockingly so – the intelligence of Kaizo. Kylie’s Grandmaster furrowed his brows with a small frown on his face as he pl

"Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!" Lei Tianrui and the others jittered. They had done enough research to know more about their enemy. Yamamoto Kusakara was one of them. He was not on the top list of the powerhouses in Japan, but he had already reached the third level of Covert Power.

" Clause's whole body was suddenly not cold, but the young man looked at him with no good intentions! You two can't give eggs to evil. "Sorry if I'm being rude when I look at you. Hello! Please introduce myself as Kito Yun and ask for your help in the future." "I don't like you!" "Baby, don't be rude." Tomson was amazed for the first time he had seen his brother hate someone so much. This child, even when he first came here to see someone, was afraid of everything, but when he came into contact with people, he did not have such a straight face of disgust.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]