Yoshikage Kira Novels & Stories

If Dad wants me to stay away from Kira, I'll do it. But…. while having Sophia as my pretend girlfriend, I noticed that Kira became lethargic. She already knew about us when I told her about introducing Sophia to my family. Kira likes me back, I can feel it. There’s hope forming in me. But I'm still nervous that maybe it's just because of my looks. Girls are so fond of pretty things so maybe I'm just one of her many crushes. I also heard that she likes a lot of Koreans as well as Japanese. What am I against those?

the mid wife said Becka was disappointed, she wanted a boy. She wanted to be the mother to the heir. After few minutes of waiting, the baby was brought to Amir. He carried her, he admired her pretty face. She was just so little and he was sure her bones where so fragile too. “Kira” he said “She will be called Kira, just after my mother” he said “Auuu, such a sweet name” Becka whispered as she smiled lightly.

He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror. The mirrors had a few boxes beside them. As he opened them, mice ran out from the boxes. He looked inside. It had Kirito's pictures from his childhood. Age three, short black hair, healthy body and green eyes. There were several other pictures of him. One which caught his attention was the seven year old Kirito. He was extremely thin, taller and had blue green eyes. "It's hard to notice, but these are two distinct eye colors... and maybe two different people," Kurosava said. He took a picture of three year old Kirito and a seven year old Kirito.

"I wish things were not the way they are right now Kira, I would have been with my loved ones that I lost and not here." "Hold on a second, your loved ones? Are you trying to tell me that you were once married?" Kira asked and when she saw that Adaoh wasn't replying to her, she added. "But I thought as priestess that you are, you are not permitted to fall love not to talk of getting married." "I am a Myrina Priestess and one of the best A****n Warriors and also a powerful D-" she paused and then continued "A powerful witch Kira, and lastly, I did not tell you that I was married before, you just assumed that."

Kira walked away with the memory of Knight's hands on her and the knowledge that was all she could let herself have. She was twenty-eight years old and a Special Forces operative. Her life belonged to the Strike Force. But for the first time in a long, long time, Kira wished it didn’t. ________________________

Kiran, lying on the ground, tried to move and regain consciousness but felt as if his body had completely broken. Kanpei, with light steps, approached Kiran, releasing more of his powerful aura with each step. "Kanpei Ichiro, Sunland's top fighter!" Konta Yasuda shouted, raising his fist like an enthusiastic fan. "Kanpei Ichiro, Sunland's top fighter!" The crowd's chant echoed across the Pagoda of Nations Square…

Kira, 24, the youngest of the trio, sat poised with a legal pad in one hand and her phone in the other, texting with a smirk. "Who are you texting?" Knox asked dryly. "My man," she said with a grin. "He's working the lunch shift at Fogo de Chão. Promised to bring me leftover filet mignon." Knox shook his head. "Tell him to drop off something for me." Kira snorted. "You wish."

Yoana showed a peculiar look in her eyes, then quietly whispered, “Sir York, according to my intel, Mitchell is completely enraged now. “Not only is he coming here, he even invited an expert from the Shinkage Way along. “I heard that person is a true God of War. “Please be careful. Gods of War from the Island Nations are all grandmasters of Kendo! They’re hard to deal with!” “A grandmaster of Kendo from the Island Nations? A God of War?” Harvey gave a thought to the situation. “Who are you talking about exactly?” “The Sword Saint of the Shinkage Way, Miyata Shinosuke! “He’s a true God of War. “I heard that he already took off. He’ll arrive with Mitchell tomorrow.

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

“Sorry about that, Madam. She’s been getting really annoying lately. Anyways, where was I? Oh, yeah, the insurgents-“ “How old is Yaku now, Kira?” “She’s twelve now. If I may, Madam, why do you ask?” Bri folded her hands over her mouth. “She’s already started to do some basic combat training, yes? I think she might be ready to start full training to become an assassin.” Shock overtook Kira’s face as she took a step back. “Train Yaku… to become an assassin? But she’s not ready! She’s a child!” “Yaku is approaching her teen years, and she’s enthusiastic about becoming an assassin. Not to mention, her older sister is one of the best agents we have, so she might share some of your genes.”