Yakuza Oc Novels & Stories

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. “Tsukishima Kaen.”

linked furiously like one under the sun at the paper. The letters squirmed like a snake as I stared at them. 100 MILLION DOLLARS. I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. How could my grandpa owe them, this huge amount of money? I looked at them. They were all in black. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that they were the mafia. This must be a mistake. It wasn’t possible. I wasn’t going to believe anything they had said.

The olde Alpha woman said to her husband who is now speeding his car, they are terrified after seeing the purple eye's girl who looks exactly like "Fuck I know Jane, fuck that Omega, and that old man's money. We are not going to come here again." The male alpha says he is driving as fast as he ca "We must inform others." The woman said. "She will kill all of us. I can't believe it. WHY DOES THE FCUK SHE LOOK LIKE OUR LATE Q....?" She IS about to finish her sentence when her husband stopped the car. The friction is so high that she nearly falls ove

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVEN VENDETTA I walk into the suite and all eye where focused on me making it me look more weird that what I felt with Rainal few minutes ago. "What?"I asks as I threw my jacket on the couch and slum myself on the soft sofa. "You got disconnected and not only that you_" "I was attending to something important and had to remove it"I shun one of the officer that questioned me.

and he slashes his knife at the attacker. The hand disappears into the darkness and chuckles are heard from the darkness. Yasuhiro walks back to Akihiko while saying- “Alright~ Here’s the update… This Akaname is quite the pervert and only targets women.” “… Then what felt me up?” “…Something felt you up you say?” “… It can’t be that something else exists in this room as well, right?” “Guess we’ll just have to see it with our own eyes.” He says and he lets go of his cigarette and It burns brightly lighting up the room.

"That man is the mafia boss' son." Snorting, I pictured Roman. The man with all his arrogance and tailored suits could definitely fit the part. "He certainly acts like it." "No!" Rhys reached over and attempted to slap me on the shoulder and head. "You dumbass. He's part of the mafia, for Christ's sake. Are you stupid? DeLuca is the largest Family in Rhode Island. Shit. How come you didn't know that? Doesn't your brother and parents work for him? And what the hell are you doing talking to him?"

Do not let him forget who you are. Amara looked at the documents on the desk, the names of the powerful, dangerous men, the intricate strategic plans. She looked at her hands, no longer trembling, but steady. The fear was still there, a constant hum beneath her skin. But now, it was tempered with a terrifying clarity. She had seen the Mafia underbelly, its brutal efficiency, its undeniable power. She understood Dante's methods, his ruthless logic. And she had received a cryptic warning, a lifeline, from his trusted right hand.

she said smugly with the knowledge that the town outskirts have no survelliance and no eye witness was nearby. "Boss…." Julius wanted to speak but rugger raised his hand halting him. He snapped his finger and a middle aged man looking like a top tier martial artist walked in. "Cario lets know who is telling the truth" he said calmly to the man who looked like a frenchman.

“I just don’t want to see him around! He’s annoying!” I harshly opened the door and caught Ralph leaning at the door, probably listening to our conversation. I walked past him and exited Dante’s room. “What happened to your head and arm?” I halted in my tracks when I heard Ralph’s serious tone for the first time. I don't want to be caught eavesdropping, so I leave them alone and make my way to my room. I reached for my laptop and searched about the Triads. Chinese Mafia. It’s similar to the Yakuza in Japan.