Yo Shindo Novels & Stories

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode

Kyoko replied, sharing her knowledge. "Yes, he was destined to become Sandaime (the third leader). His fate was sealed. But during Hayato’s upbringing, Nidaime noticed one fatal flaw—he was too kind-hearted. Hayato-aniki was too easily compassionate. That’s where the three of us came in." Yui pointed to herself, followed by Kenji and Ryu.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

Miyashiro Yoshida sighed and said, "This isn't something we can control. We can only report truthfully to the family master." After those people left, Qin Haodong waved his hand. He removed the formation flags and lifted the formation. Then, he walked up to Yagyuu Yukime and said with a smile, "What do you think? Isn't this fun?" Seeing how her reinforcements left just like that, Yagyuu Yukime growled angrily, "Asshole, I will kill you!" "Do you only have this one line? You should change it, it's boring!" Qin Haodong said, "Now it's time to have a good talk with Yagyuu Shinji again. I'm sure he's willing to pay for you this time!"

Rather than a mouse subject to the entertainment whims of the ket, there is no real question—it’s for kill rather than sport. Breath leaves with every ounce of training, feeling the last person I’d ever expect near my home—and still the one I don’t doubt will make good on the promise of a horrible death. Unlike the Yon who pose, posture, bully, and blackmail to get their way, one thing that no one can doubt about the surly Yoshin is that he’s honest. Brutally direct and savagely unrepentant. It is the design, the very fabric of nature to weave opposing strands for the striking contract that we are.

Kyo is famous as the member with the shortest little finger. Kyo's eye widened giving me that "really?" look. and I simply nodded and shrugged. He took my hand into his and held it softly, he then brought forward his hand, hesitantly taking out his pinkie and comparing it with mine. I smiled victoriously as mine was shorter than his. I whisper cheered at my victory. And Kyo pouted and then we broke into a small laughter.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

His eyes continued to stare blankly into the distance as if his soul had been ripped away from his body and spirit. “Even their greatest warrior has decided to play hide and seek?” Chimba snapped out of his blank gaze, “That one is mysterious, my Lord. Jide. A very mysterious warrior. Our spies say that he had destroyed an entire army with a single glance. A powerful warrior, but one who loves to keep his identity hidden” “Powerful warrior, you say?” Bozo glared, daring the man to repeat his statement. “Powerful my lord, but not invincible and formidable like the great Bozo of the earth and universe.”