Yuta Kills Yuji Novels & Stories

I stumble back, my bad ankle screaming at me, one hand automatically going to my belly like that’s gonna protect anything. “Stop it, you idiots!” I hiss, but they’re not listening. The minion gets in a lucky punch that splits Yuto’s lip, blood trickling down his chin, and that gentle face I remember twists into something harder for a second. Yuto doesn’t yell. He just drives his elbow into the guy’s gut, then follows with a clean hit to the jaw that drops the minion like a sack of potatoes. The guy hits the tiles with a thud, out cold, a thin line of blood from his nose mixing with the fancy marble or whatever rich people put on bathroom floors.

I let out a weak groan as she roughly dragged me across the floor, pulling me all the way to the far end of the dark basement, using me as a human shield. By the time Lucy had successfully knocked out and killed all of the assistants, the room fell into a heavy, tense silence. The only people left standing were the main priestess, Lucy, and Elda. Elda reached into her back waistband and quickly took out two heavy black handguns. With her chest heaving and her face covered in sweat and blood, she pointed one gun directly at the side of my head and pointed the second one straight at Lucy's chest. "Step back!" Elda roared, her finger tightening on the triggers as she glared at the warrior. "Com

Veronica did not know what to say, she was both overwhelmed by Audrey’s heavy aura and devastated by her state, she wanted to help her but she didn’t know how. “Is Logan ever gonna change? I mean, all these things have been happening, and we’ve been trying to get answers, And I really thought we were getting along, and I thought the elder council could give us answers but he killed them all” She breathed with hiccup after spitting everything out with a single breath. Veronica’s eyes stilled a knowing look washing over her face, she took a sip of her juice “Sounds like a lot” she placed the glass gently on the table.

Having heard Juvia’s threat to torture Joshua to death, she couldn’t control help herself from attacking Erick. She had taken her dagger out just like that and stabbed Erick fiercely. “Ysabelle, you killed my son Juvia screeched through the phone. “Yes, I did, I like him. So if you want to torture anyone, torture me, don’t hurt Joshua,” Ysabelle said calmly as she pulled the dagger out of Erick’s body. With a loud cry, Erick let out his final breath. He could no longer prop his head up. Ysabelle had stabbed him to death.

said Joe. Like he was struck by thunder, Jakoda’s worst fears were realized. This answer was equal to Joe admitting to killing Yulian, destroying Jakoda’s final hope. “Was it really you who killed Yulian?” Jakoda asked in a trembling voice, attempting a last struggle. “That’s right. I killed him. You didn’t see the despairing look on his face when I stepped on him. He was even worse than a dog, hahaha…” “B*stard, he was your biological older brother!”

Because without warning, Ryōta was on the ground, and standing over him carrying a sheathed katana was Yūri. Holy Fuck! Maybe those Yakuza stories she tells Forrest aren’t just tall tales. “RYOTA, YOU WILL NOT LAY A FINGER ON THESE BOYS!” she shouted like a little avenging angel as she glared down at her son-in-law. Everyone was frozen in place. All our eyes were on the scene before us. Yūri slowly unsheathed her katana, the afternoon sun reflecting off the steel.

No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake. ## I huddled under my bed, tears streaming down my face as i listened to the sounds of chaos outside. I could hear the shouts and screams of my mother, the sound of glass shattering and wood splintering, and worst of all, the eerie growls of the men with the yellow eyes. "Please don't hurt us! Please!" my mother's voice pleaded. "We warned you to stay out of our territory," a deep, guttural voice replied. I clutched my stuffed animal tightly, trying to block out the horrible sounds.

“Stop joking… You never took life seriously and now you try to leave it as per your wish. I won’t let you. If you die, I… I WILL DIE AS WELL!” “OI! Stop that couple talk… We’re not doing Romeo and Juliet here. I’ll get him to safety. He’s barely breathing but he’s doing it by himself.” “What do you mean?” Asks Ayame and the truck takes a sharp turn after getting off the highway. Yasuhiro replies- “It’s his survival instinct. Hats off to the kid for having his instincts kick in at the right moment. He would’ve been dead the moment he was stabbed but he dislocated his arm and the strike wasn’t fatal.”

“And I’ll kill him before I let you take him.” Time seemed to slow as Furina’s world narrowed down to the horrifying image in front of her—Yvette, her gun pressed to Diluc’s temple, a twisted smile playing on her lips. This was it. Yvette was about to make her final move, and Furina had seconds to act. Luca’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. “Furina, now!” In a burst of adrenaline, Furina lunged forward, her body moving on instinct as she reached for the nearest object—a heavy metal vase sitting on a table by the wall. She gripped it tightly and hurled it at Yvette with all her strength.