Yoriichi Novels & Stories

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

I hurried down the stairs arriving just in time to watch my wife knee a burly-looking biker in the testicles before she roundhouse kicked his face knocking him to the ground. I looked to the jeep and saw a terrified Violet clutching onto an equally scared Ivy. Though I am pretty sure the look in Ivy’s eyes morphed from fear to awe as she watched Yūri take down a man twice her size. “Anyone else want to make some snide comment about me being Japanese? Come on, you racist, bigoted pieces of shit. I’ll kick all your asses.” She challenged the other three men, arms open wide.

Only after a short pause did people see their faces but there was still no way of being sure who had the upper hand. The clash continued with few short pauses until the last long pause and everyone knew who was losing the sword clash; it was Chris. His loss was not because of the cuts on his body; Orie's cut were relatively the same. His loss was not shown in his heavy breathing; his opponent was also out of breath. His loss of the sword clash was shown in his next action when a circle appeared beneath him; a summoning circle. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Kojiro the history teacher has never competed in any of the tournaments. Instead, he works to maintain the barrier between the arena and the spectat

After allowing her to see them in such pitiful states, they knew retorting would only further embarrass them. “There, there,” Yared clapped and said with a smirk, “You two claim to be top five in the Tai Chi World, but it seems I, ranked sixth, might be better.” With a smug expression, Yared approached the two old men and said, “Allow me to formally introduce him. The man who bested you is the successor of Yianni's Marciais Soul. His name is…” He paused and looked at Yegor. Yegor took over, saying with a smile, “James Caden.”

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

“Yohan…” As she cried out, one of the men fell to the ground, unconscious, struck from behind. Seeing the blood flowing from the man's head, the other three men swiftly turned around to face the person standing behind them, gripping an iron rod. Yohan Dixon stood there, his eyes filled with icy rage. The remaining three men hesitated momentarily, unsure of what to do next. However, Yohan wasted no time. He lunged forward and delivered a powerful kick to the closest man, sending him soaring across the room.

She was slowly pulling it up when the door opened. A tall man walked inside. He has fair skin and jet-black hair and towered over everyone. His jawline was defined and emphasized the masculine characteristics he possessed. She had never seen a man move quite like him, gracefully but with an unforgiving glint hidden behind his piercing blue eyes. Even though he was across the room, the aura surrounding him demonstrated the immense power he possessed, and she was frightened of what she saw. She had come into contact with dangerous men. Throughout her life, her stepbrother Cole and even her father have shown her distress... However, neither of them possessed the same level of intimidation as th

Adonis, however, proved to be a formidable opponent, skillfully deflecting Leori's advances. Adonis countered with a flourish, his movements fluid and elegant. He aimed for Leori's exposed side, hoping to catch him off guard. Leori, ever vigilant, anticipated the move and parried the attack with a swift twist of his wrist. The duel continued, each exchange a display of skill and strategy. Adonis, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, pushed himself to match Leori's unwavering focus. Their swords clashed and twirled in a mesmerizing dance, their movements synchronized as if they were in perfect harmony.

Whenever a Tenby had to reveal his or her background, they would naturally reveal that they practiced the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. In addition, the family and the technique were famous in Uleania and Arcadia. Once they revealed their background, even the fiercest enemy would be deterred. “The heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists? Pardon me for not recognizing you earlier.” Jiro stood straight up and put on a strict face. He bowed and said, “Jiro Sakamoto, Refined Blade Clan.” “Jiro Sakamoto?!” Many others recognized the name and were shocked when they heard it.