Yamada X Akane Novels & Stories

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

Azumi asked with glee. "Currently, two. Mother and daughter," I answered. The gasped that followed was loud and collective. "I fought off six of his exes," Akane said and drank from the vase. I burst into laughter. The girls followed. "Every one of my daughters fought off exes," Akane said wearily. The girls giggled. Azumi, was born first which made her the eldest. She had high cheek bones and sharp piercing gaze. Long lustrous hair. Sarada came second. Her hair was cropped short pixel style and dyed silver. She had big curious eyes with a hint of green in them.

And soon after they turned to rehearsing kabuki plays that Sasha both wrote and starred in as the mysterious and diabolical Yami Tennō or Emperor of the Dark (plus his minions), while Aki dressed up as the valiant princess disguised as a man who would single-handedly broker peace among all the clans. They spent countless hours talking about all subjects, and because Aki didn’t really have the freedom to travel, Sasha would regale her with stories of the hunt, the beasts of the northern ice caps, and the jutsus of the blue Slayers. They made blanket forts in Aki’s room and told ghost stories. Then, when it became clear it was the only way to spend even more time with her, he joined her privat

THUD! The shopping bag Akiko had been clutching slipped from her hands. Apples and potatoes rolled across the yard. The name written on the invitation seemed impossible. But after reading it again, Akiko saw the same name. Yuto Nakamura and Karina Wijaya.

“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!”

Touching the long attracting ribbon, Heamillia whispered slightly teasing him, “You still can’t forget Haruto do you?” Zhi looked at her in his amber eyes filled with longing to the said person, and sullenly uttered in such a low voice, “Don’t mention what is obvious, even how I engrossed myself to the things am doing right now… that man, the most boring and dull person I knew… can’t leave my mind, he was living with my memories,” his lips suddenly curved in a bittersweet smile. After a few seconds he suddenly pinched Akane’s hand, leaning on his shoulder, punishing her for making him downhearted, and added, seeing her new dyed hair, “ You are also the same, you even mentioned her name.”

But I couldn’t afford to give in to that. Suddenly, a sharp laugh broke through the silence, piercing the tension in the air. Lady X stepped out from the shadows, her eyes glinting with that same cold, calculating look I had come to recognize all too well. There she was, always lurking, always waiting for the perfect moment to strike. "I see the great Alpha Ryu has claimed you, Samantha," Lady X purred, her voice dripping with venom. Her gaze flickered over me, then back to Ryu. "But don’t think for a second that you’ll ever be good enough for him."

“I hear yours are like ours and there will be five soon enough as well.” “That is true.” Deanna said with a smile. She looked up and saw a taller man walk up to them as he kissed the top of Kit’s head. He looked Deanna over and grinned. “Mitsuhide Akechi, my dear.” He said as he placed out his hand for her to shake. “Mine, Akechi.” Max said as he walked up with a chuckle, “You have your own.” “I do, Anderson.” Mitsuhide said as he grinned down to his wife. “I just figured I would introduce myself to your lovely bride.”

Siena understood it well, though she hadn’t used her mother tongue for years. “Yamada San, your guests have arrived,” was what the girl said. The door slid open. A man around his fifties appeared from behind the door. “Ah, welcome…. Please come in,” he greeted. “I’m Akira Yamada, the manager of this hotel.” They each sat on tatami, a Japanese traditional mat. There was no chair, only a low table in the middle of the room. Akira sat opposite of Siena and Alfonso.

It was still fresh in his mind, the first time he was brought to Yamamoto Group and met her. Akira Yuuto was an orphan, he was brought to Yamamoto Group and there he met Yamamoto Kaguya. Simple, rowdy and cute little monkey, that was his first impression of the Yamamoto Princess. Kaguya didn't have a haughty attitude, instead she was warm and bright just like the sun. It didn't take long for Yuuto who was five years older than her to fall in love with her. As if it was fate, Yuuto's eyes never left Kaguya.