Ai O Ataeru Kemonotachi Novels & Stories

Seeing a trained assassin be into gardening honestly wouldn't be the weirdest thing I had seen. Ace let out a breathy chuckle, a tendril of brown and blond hair curling over his forehead in the process, "Not exactly." I pouted my lower lip, distracted by Ace's hair for a short moment. It had to be soft but I wanted to make sure by threading my fingers through it — I wanted to pet the lion without him hopefully seeing me as his next meal. "Then what's the monkshood for?" I forced my mind to get back on track.

"am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them. maybe i am really a bad father, but am doing this for his own good, one day i might leave him so I don't want him to feel so bad when i leave , I don't want him to feel how i feel when you left me, that is why i am using this extreme means on him , though my method might seem evil and hurting towards him but that is what i exactly want.

Kamihara says to Hikari "Didn't you see that they didn't want to make you as their target? Why don't you get it?" But even with that, Kamihara still uses an AI to defeat him. Hikari asks Kamihara about it "Then why did you use all of these traps and AI's?" Kamihara laughed just when did he hear that. He says to Hikari "You still didn't understand it? It because they're just a weapon like you." Hikari was disappointed with those words. But he does not believe in it. Hikari attacks Kamihara with his sword and it hit Kamihara. Kamihara gets a little scratch by that. But he just laughed. It causes Hikari to remember something when he sees that. Kamihara quickly takes that chance to make a counte

At least he likes to think so. She notices his gaze and says: - Breathe! Red Demon. And on the first evening, this demon sits with his legs tucked under him, digs into the tablet and looks out from under his long eyelashes at the guys who, in her presence, are also somehow shy. They have heard enough about this Kitsune to the very “I don’t want to”, and now they are trying to understand what is so wonderful there, and why did their vocalist blew off the tower so much? Louie desperately wants them to like each other, because the group is a family. And Keith... this is Keith.

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.

- Aoi asked, and his face was clearly displeased, even a little angry, though he was trying hard to hide it. - So you know him?- Miyuki answered him with a question. - Who doesn't know him, this guy is no less popular than me, although in a completely different field.- Aoi replied casually, with a hint of annoyance on his face, and Miyuki couldn't shake off the feeling that for some reason he didn't want to talk about Kai Ichatashiko, after all, so suddenly his mood broke at the mention of him.- Mr. Perfect, a philanthropist who works practically for free and helps a bunch of people...- he mentioned and his irritation became even more evident.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

Kyoko suddenly asked, eyeing Akiko’s face. “No! I don’t like him! Why do you keep asking? I already told you, I’m not interested in any man right now.” Akiko snapped, became irritated, and then returned to their table. She slumped into her chair and drunk her coffee in one gulp. “Yeah, you’re not mad. You don’t look irritable at all,” Kyoko muttered sarcastically, shaking her head at Akiko’s obviously frustrated behavior. --- *Otaku: A Japanese term for people with obsessive interests, particularly in anime and manga.

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

At least, that was my impression of him at first glance. I stepped forward and dusted off my Japanese. He hoped to hell he wouldn't mess this up. Yoshi noticed him first and eyed me then grinned as he whispered to his companion, “Otoko wa kawaiku mieru. Kare wa utsukushī. watashi wa kare o motsu koto ga dekiru koto o nozomu"(Trans: The girl looks cute. I could have her).