Yakuza Sera Novels & Stories

I actually had a crush on you, and you turned me into a criminal! “Take the laptop and get out of here as fast as you can,” Laxus hissed in my ear. His tone had changed again—the teasing was gone, replaced by the urgent command of a man who knew blood was about to be spilled. As we argued, I caught the look on Mr. Saga’s face. He was smiling—that oily, secretive smile of a man who had just found a new prize. In their world, knowing the key to a system was a death sentence or a kidnapping waiting to happen. If you have the key, they either own you... or they bury you.

For now, I'm hypnotized, for staring into him's face. Karma is a bitch. Ozgur had warned me to be careful in Japan. Especially if I think about the enemies of Ozgur, the Yakuza are here. The first and the oldest mafia cartel in the world. It has been an old story, that Lord Yakuza is called by the code name: Pride. He is the mortal enemy of Ozgur.

Lucian sits beside her—human form relaxed, but dragon-sharp eyes watching everything with calm vigilance. A new figure steps out from the side door—older Japanese man, silver hair tied back, wearing a simple yukata over jeans, carrying a tray of chilled sake bottles and small ceramic cups. **Kojin (deep, warm voice):** “Room for one more?” Seras lights up—jumps to her feet. **Seras:** “Godfather!” She pulls him into a hug. Kojin chuckles—pats her back like she’s still ten. **Kojin:**

I complained. In the car, Dexter ask me various questions and gives me a lot of information on how to handle the Yakuza and how their custom and stuff. Well, some make me culture shock but that's also fine. I learn Japanese due to my likings to their culture but Yakuza's culture is quite something. Their hierarchy though is not as complex as ours in America. Dexter smiles knowing that I'm well prepared about this. In a way, I exceeded his expectation. From his information, the Yakuza hierarchy starts with the boss called Oyabun, then the second in command which is called Wakagashira, and his lieutenant called Shategashira. Other than that, Yakuza have their personal advisor or Cheif of Staff

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.

She wasn't surprised. "Then?" Leah asked. "Then...obviously I said no and ran away. He looked very mature to me. I don't know why he said such a thing." Yuri said and sighed. "You remember what I told you, right?" Leah asked and Yuri quickly nodded. "Not to trust anyone, mind my own business, only try to protect myself," Yuri said and Leah nodded. "Yuri...what did he look like?" Leah asked. "To be direct...he looked like a yakuza." (A gangster in Japanese.) Yuri said and Leah's pupil slightly dilated. It's been a very long time since Yuri saw her giving such a reaction.

He was wearing a light blue suit, black shirt underneath with no tie, he had the first two buttons undone, he himself was wearing a dark blue suit with white and black stripes, a white shirt and dark blue tie. Yoshiki walked up to Kenchiki and closed the second button and left the first undone. He didn't want his lover to show others much of his throat, it was too inviting, "I'm ready. We should head to the party now." Kenchiki smirked at his lover's jealousy, "Let's go, everything should be ready by now." ***** *Inside the Aeon casino* "Well, look what the cat dragged in" Sera whipped around to look at the person who was clearly insulting her, her eyes dilated in shock and horror when she r

The sight was gory, with their guts spilling out and eyeballs missing. "You mean it's not the Lucianos?" Someone asked Wade. "Cameras caught a glimpse of one of them. Kurayami Tachibana. The Yakuza. He's an assassin as far as the rumors say," "Shit, an assassin? He doesn't even bother to hide in the dark. What kind of assassin is this?" Mark skimmed through the files. It was obvious that everyone was scared to take on an assassin. Not to mention that he was one of the top.

Akiko asked. "Yakuza? You're comparing me to a criminal?" Kenji's response was still calm. Akiko’s reaction was understandable. It would have been strange if by now she hadn’t formed some suspicion. "You look like a Yakuza. You live a secretive life; you're very wealthy; people are afraid of you; and you suddenly got shot." Akiko listed the reasons for her suspicion. "Have you ever seen a dragon tattoo on my body?" Kenji asked in return. In that country, tattoos were still strongly associated with Yakuza culture.

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.”