Yoriichi Novels & Stories

I walked to the front door and looked at the five faces standing on the porch. “Alpha,” they said in unison and took a knee in front of me. “Rise and state your business,” I said as they got up and the first man bowed his head at me. “My name’s Liam and I’m answering your call,” he said to me. Liam was a bit shorter than Slade with blonde hair and pale blue eyes. He looked like a Zeta and I could see that he took training seriously.

The young man called Xiaoye shouted as if he had stimulants, "Miyamoto, chop him to death and let this pig know how powerful I am!" However, Yang Xiao's body was as fast as lightning and his speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eyes. In an instant, before Miyamoto Ichiro could see Yang Xiao's figure clearly, Yang Xiao was like a peerless God of War. With a swift kick, Shinichi Miyamoto lost his center of gravity like a cannonball and fell hard on the glass wall of the Sakura Sun-style cuisine store.

Whether it be the Emperor of Island Nations or Akio Yashiro, they were nobodies undeserving of his attention. Rachel, who was standing behind Harvey, showed a look of horror at the mention of this name. After suffering a small loss against Shindan Way, Mordu’s Longmen branch conducted an investigation on the association. It was rumored that Akio Yashiro’s swordsmanship was a league above rest. His killer move, the Zephyr Slash, was completely unbeatable. Taro, who claimed to be a disciple under Akio’s wing, was able to learn the move just by watching.

He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.” Ono Yohei? Alex thought for a moment before he finally remembered the name. Wasn’t that the guy with the bead that allowed him to have extremely high mental power? He hummed and then asked, “Why have you come to America? Did you come here to avenge your disciple?” Kenji had no desire for revenge anymore, he only gave a bitter smile without a sound.

I quickly regained my balance his clenched fist immediately moving towards me and I dodged it swinging, my fist connecting with his jaw knocking him down. He was about to get up but his movements quickly came to a halt as I removed my pistol from my waist pointing it in his direction. . . . . . . . . . . .

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"

I'm sorry I didn't see you. What do you think you're doing you bump into me and only say sorry no2x you can't pass that I need to punish you for bumping into me don't you know ho I'm my name is George del coral the master of the coral family one of the strongest family in indorica you dare to bump into me well I will forgive you if you kneel down before me? Well2x we found someone ignorant here do you really think I tasoshi saya god of zeronity well kneel before you, you are too ignorant I well just punch, but it will hurt a bit get ready, Ha!

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SIX VENDETTA he cup my ass in his hand and fumbled with it before it struck me. I'm only here to dance and get information not to be submissive to the bastard. "I'm sorry but the rules here says no touching"I shove his hand off but it came back to the right spot and he smirk. "Did you hear me"I push his hands off me.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

The small white man was already on his knees and the crowd was shouting for blood. The next fifteen minutes amazed everyone. The smaller one was persistent. With his sword, he kept on slashing and chipping away at the giant thanks to his speed. No one knew who would win. The mediator finally stepped in when the smaller man dropped unconscious. He was close to winning. It was his body that gave out first. The crowd just clapped normally for the victory of the giant. It was obvious that everyone vouched for the smaller one to win. This was Gairoshi. Because of the presence of the crowd, the pressure was doubled. When the first match ended, almost half of the crowd stood to empty their bowels.