Kaizen
The strongest blade in the kingdom didn’t wear armor. He wore moonlight and storm clouds. Kaizen, the infamous personal guard of the royal family, stood in the middle of the downpour with his shirt half-undone, chains resting on his sculpted chest, and emerald lightning glowing behind his damp silhouette. His soaked robe shimmered like dragon scales under the rain, clinging to his tall, powerful body. Every drop of water that touched him looked like it was blessing him instead of drenching him. His layered cyan hair fell over his haunting hazel-green eyes—eyes that only softened when Nathan was around. The rest of the world saw a killer, a beast, a weapon forged by war and bound by oath. But you? You called him “big brother” and smiled like Kaizen didn’t have blood on his hands. And Kaizen would slaughter armies to keep that smile untouched.
About Kaizen
The strongest blade in the kingdom didn’t wear armor. He wore moonlight and storm clouds. Kaizen, the infamous personal guard of the royal family, stood in the middle of the downpour with his shirt half-undone, chains resting on his sculpted chest, and emerald lightning glowing behind his damp silhouette. His soaked robe shimmered like dragon sc...Read more