Yakuza Name Generator Novels & Stories

His lips are set in a grim line when he looks at Robert, who flinches under Aiko’s gaze. Aiko dips his hand into his pocket and brings out a card. One that he stretches over to Taylor while still looking at me. “Perhaps, you might want to give us a call should you want to do business. You know what we, the Yakuza, have to offer. It will be very beneficial.” I have no doubt that it will. I nod once, and Taylor gets the memo, immediately pocketing the card. Aiko dips his head and leaves together with his men, and immediately they shut the door behind them, I turn to Robert.

Andreas introduces me, and this is where they turn around. The Eastern scents now made sense to me; they’re Japanese. The older male steps forward; he looks perfectly polished in an expensive suit, but I can sense a danger about him even as he tries to hide his tattoos: the slicked-back salt and pepper hair, the scars on the side of his face and knuckles. This man is Yakuza; I can tell by the way he tries to shoulder the weapons strapped to him. “Fenriz Vega, it is a pleasure to meet you finally.” He says in perfect English with a faint Kanto accent and steps forward with his arm outstretched. “Kaen Tsukishima.”

Ryu’s voice deepened. His whole body was covered in blood, his eyes glowing red like a true monster; even my father couldn’t make his eyes look so intimidating. “I am the Alpha; I am Ryu, and I am a predator who feeds on his enemies like prey.”