Yui Tamura Novels & Stories

He could heat things without flames. If he wanted hot water for tea, he’d just dip a finger in the cup and voilà—hot water. Just like Myra could manipulate the wind without anyone noticing, Thomas could ignite anything with just a thought. “You want me to warm the soil?” “Yep, and maybe quickly dry out a few seeds too.” “Hera…” “I promise it’ll be worth your time.” She stepped closer, feeling her chest press against him. “Very worth your time.” She playfully nibbled at a spot on his neck.

He disposed of them as easily as splitting rotten wood. "Take this!" One man approached Logan from behind, sounding displeased with the situation. "Tam's technique is incredible!" exclaimed the man with the red bandana, his eyes filled with anticipation. Tam Gore possessed a technique similar to Samitra from the Divine Creed's Exos. He could instantly expand his body, making it as hard as steel. It was said that blades couldn't penetrate him. Tam focused his mystique energy, but Logan ignored him. Instead, Logan went after another fighter behind him and casually tossed him into the air. The man fell from the sky, crashing to the ground in a bloody heap.

She moved to a nearby side table, close enough to access his phone. “Naomi, proceed,” Chipo said sharply as the man settled into the chair opposite Tamara. “I am Victor Hale,” he said easily. “Owner of Hale International.” Tamara’s smiled. "Wow! You're the Almighty Victor Hale." Victor laughed softly eyes locked into Tamara's. "Obviously," he said as silence fell between them for a moment. “Tamara,” she said breaking the silence. “I run a small boutique.” He studied her for a moment, interest deepening.

"You are acting sus, be natural," Kira whispered. Rachel flashed Kira a bright smile as they neared the giant facility. "Hey, Tate!" "Mrs Jensen." Tate acknowledges with a nod before gazing at Kira. "Hi, Tate." Kira grinned, "I'm the new intern, and she is my supervisor. She is showing me around." Tate grasped the ID in his hand, accessed it, and nodded. "Of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting." He stepped back from the door and let them in.

"Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!" Lei Tianrui and the others jittered. They had done enough research to know more about their enemy. Yamamoto Kusakara was one of them. He was not on the top list of the powerhouses in Japan, but he had already reached the third level of Covert Power.

he muttered, looking in the direction where Yuri had headed hours ago. Tohya nodded wordlessly to himself, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted. “Don’t go dying on us, Yuri,” he muttered. * * * * Yuri didn’t remove her hand from the holster that held Odium as she looked straight at Kami, not taking her eyes off of him. “That’s right, I haven’t told you my name, have I?” said Kami with a slight smirk. “Every child should at least know their father’s name, shouldn’t they? I’m Ryuou. Ryuou Kitagawa.”

"I don't get it... isn't that a good thing?" We could've been together the whole day. She clawed my back with her fingernails, pulling at my shirt. "That's not..." But I'm not complaining. "What is it? What happened for you to throw such a fit?" I'm honestly surprised at how long this has lasted. I mean... "It's NOT a fit! SHE was selected to do it instead!" She. Ah, Shinohara Tamami. Widely known as Hami. She seems to be doing well for herself compared to middle school.

I said. “Any friend of Garren’s is a friend of ours,” Mildred said. Her black hair was pulled back into tight braids. Her skin was dark and free from any scars Her left ear pierced like Garren’s. Her grey eyes swirled with flakes of gold. “We look forward to tracking down Ryuu for you. So incredible that you got to meet her.” Hunter said. He was just as tall as Garren, but he wasn’t as built. His hair was completely shaved, and a tattoo of a dragon skull went up the side of his head. Scars painted his honey skin like tattoos. I noticed his left ear was also pierced. It must be some kind of form of honour once you are accepted as a warrior.

Alpha Damon followed, calling her name. Lydia stood frozen. Then Knox was beside her again. “What just happened?” he asked. “She found her mate,” Lydia whispered. “But she already loves another. Sean—our head warrior. He’s been by her side for years. She’s not ready to let him go.” Knox ran a hand through his hair. “My brother’s going to be furious. He doesn’t handle rejection well.” “She’ll come around,” Lydia said softly. “But she has to make peace with it on her own.”

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