Akari Yukimura Novels & Stories

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

I lifted my face, full of fury, and looked straight into the eyes of the man I’d defied my father for. “I, Alpha Luca Miller, reject you as my Luna, Victoria Bianchi, for bringing neither power nor heirs to Creston Pack, and I condemn you to serve as a breeding Omega for the benefit of my people.”

“Compared to that, the games of consorts and harems? They’re easy. Hell, you have warm food, a blanket and bed to sleep on. To say the least, your dresses can be changed the second you feel that they’ve been worn for too long. Do you the number of times I was forced to sleep in the coldest of caves, be it winter, summer, fall or spring? Rain, snow, scorching heat. Predators and preys, and even the idea of controlling your instinct enough as not to kill without mercy?” For a moment, no one spoke. Then Aria stepped closer, not to argue, not to defend herself. She gently helped pull my dress back into place, fingers careful as she zipped it up, as if the scar were something sacred rather than s

she says, making me smile. "We will just have to ease you on bit by bit, sweetheart." Alarick's voice sent shivers down my spine as he walked toward us. His walk alone had me drooling. "Alpha. Good evening." the young girl says as she bows politely. "Hi, Jen. Please tell everyone to start serving. And, bring a bottle of peach soju for Luna, will you? We'll start her off with something on the sweeter side." he says, turning my cheeks red.

I asked and he shook his head. "It's this guy Saitama. He was fired from his job and after being beaten with a crab monster to save the kid who drew n *** s with a permanent marker on the crab man." When I told Karish about the funny scene, I remembered how ridiculous it was. It was one of my favorite manga with Chris and we used to watch it together on his smartphone during breaks.

He sat opposite me with a whimsical grin, "You're just going to have to deal with me until the end of our little coffee date." "If I have to deal with your asshole ways and your constant perverted jokes then at least admit you were following me," I challenged, sitting forward in my seat which had my knees unintentionally brushing his under the table, "and this isn't a date." A sinful smirk curled his lips as he gripped my knees between his hands, thumbs grazing over my flesh which had goosebumps littering the surface. I held back my shudder only because I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of feeling me shiver under his touch. Ace was temptation all wrapped up in one pretty-looking pac

“We’ve had to adjust our strategy.” “Explain.” “The introduction of Kade into the equation has complicated matters,” another voice chimed in, this one belonging to a woman with sharp features and piercing blue eyes. “Kade’s involvement was unexpected, but we’re monitoring him closely. His loyalty to Ace is well-known, but we believe it can be exploited.” The Architect steepled his fingers, considering this new information. “Kade is a wildcard, but he can be managed. Keep the pressure on Evelyn. Push her to the brink, but not over it. We need her alive and cooperative.”

“Who is this person and what should I do there?” Lesley bit her lower lip slightly in hesitation, but then she told him. “The name is Kuroda Arimura. He is one of our adventurers. He is… Sick, and he refused to come to work. Everyone has been trying to persuade him to come to work, but he just needed more time to recover.”