Karate Kid: the next generation
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 11m
  • Reads 34
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 4
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2021
I'm Ashley (Ash) Anderson, currently I'm sitting in my new room staring blankly at the plain white wall in front of me. My dad wanted to move to Tokyo so he would be closer to his girlfriend, Michio Suzuki. He had planned on opening up a new dojo here,  just a few blocks down the street from where we would be living. I'm twenty one so technically I'm old enough to move out, but dad asked me to move to Tokyo with him as well, so I could meet my "future stepmother" and so he could continue to teach me karate.
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.