Yama-rising Novels & Stories

Even the devil sleeps, apparently. His arms are closed around me a parody of a lover’s embrace and his blonde hair looks even blonder in the room full of early-morning sunshine. His evenly tanned skin, along with that hair, gives him the appearance of a laidback surfer. And that body… No man should have a body like that to match a face like his. It’s just not fair to the rest of the world. He looks so peaceful, and if everything I remember is real, then he’s probably exhausted. No. No. No. This can’t be happening.

“Leave! You people are nothing but trash! I feel like puking as soon as I see you people around! Now, scram!” Yamato wasn’t interested in Ayaka slapping Watson around. Instead, his eyes lit up when he saw Arlet beside Harvey. He had seen a lot of women back in the Island Nations, but his urge to conquer a stubborn woman from Country H like Arlet was immediately ignited. He could feel his breathing getting heavier after taking his blue pills. “Hurry up already,” he said with an annoyed look. Ayaka kicked Watson to the ground after hearing those words. “You hear that? Get out of here already!”

"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.

No performance. Just two people slowly peeling away what hurt, replacing it with the quiet comfort of being understood. And in that night sky—without mirrors, without masks—Yam finally saw himself. And he didn’t want to look away. 🌸 Ready to keep flowing into Part 21? We could explore a deeper layer of Yam’s past, or introduce a new element—like someone from his childhood arriving unexpectedly. Or maybe a moment that asks, “Where are we heading next?” This story’s yours, and it’s blooming beautifully. Say the word and we’ll keep walking.

Fortunately, no one seemed to mock him, even in their expressions. With no apparent reason to be angry, Yama exploded in momentary emotion. With a loud voice and a reddened face, either because it was swollen like a pig's face or because of his anger, he protested, "Why aren't any of you helping attack Magmar? I'm trying to score damage points while you're just having fun in the safe zone! Look, I got knocked down because you guys wouldn't help!" Yama vented his anger at everyone in the safe zone. Unfortunately, his voice sounded hoarse and guttural, perhaps due to his swollen face or anger. His voice sounded like someone gargling - faint and childlike.

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

“Lily, do you have any wishes for the new year?” Perhaps my expression stood out too much in the middle of all the celebration. Daniel suddenly called my name. “I want a raise,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard it. The room suddenly fell silent. People slowly turned to look at me. The smile on Daniel’s face disappeared. “What did you say?” He walked down from the stage. He tossed the microphone aside, and it let out a sharp screech. “Say it again.” He stopped in front of me.

Laughter and chatter filled the air as they shared stories about their day. However, their peaceful ride was abruptly interrupted when Liya noticed a car tailing them closely. Her instincts kicked in, and without a second thought, she swiftly took hold of the steering wheel from Samuel, her eyes focused on the road ahead. "Liya, what's going on?" Samuel asked, his voice tinged with concern. Liya's grip on the steering wheel tightened as she accelerated, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. "I think that car is following us," she replied, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

a commanding voice rang out. The crowd parted, revealing Konta Yasuda, CEO of Yasuda Corporation, standing with a cold smile. Kiran raised an eyebrow, recognizing the man from the PowerHub Investment Group. Konta Yasuda, standing only 1.6 meters tall, was a thin man with sharp, cold eyes behind his glasses. Despite his stature, he exuded an imposing aura of authority. "Kiran, you may have defeated the Sunland Ninja Association before, but you will not leave Sunland alive this time."

“Hey, where are you stumbling off to?” “Jack is taking us out for lunch, so I am off to get some shoes” I told him as I slowly carried on walking. I looked up the stairs and swallowed the lump in my throat. I needed to stop been a wimp and do this. I lifted my left leg and placed it on the first step. “See easy” I told myself as I lifted my right leg and put it on the next step “just keep going till you reach the top, slow and steady wins the race” I kept telling myself as I slowly made my way up the stairs. I finally made it to the top and looked down to see Jack. “I made it” I smiled down at him.