Alexandra Garcia Kuroko Novels & Stories

Ugh. “I’ll just buy some candies,” Miya announced. “Imagine how we’re just a microspeckle in this universe yet we deal with so much pain.” Aiko didn’t know how to respond to that, instead she pulled him towards her. “Goo, the guy you were talking to last night, didn’t you say he’s your basketball teammate in your previous school?” Goo followed her gaze. “Oh, yeah, that’s Kalli. Why? You like him?” He teased.

No one did. Lysandra was hunched in the far corner, barely clothed, arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her eyes had lost color, once sharp and cunning, now glassy and vacant. The walls around her were streaked with blood and scratches, her nails torn and broken. When she saw Giovanni, she flinched. Actually flinched. She crawled backward, away from the light, into the shadows. “Lysandra…” I stepped in slowly. Giovanni placed a hand on my arm. “She doesn’t know you. She doesn't remember you, does not remember anyone. I don't even think she remembers herself. This is the best part about it being able to reshape them.”

He clicked open a file titled: N•17 — Stasis Protocol. A woman’s voice played. “Test subject remains stable. Cryo-storage activated. Power rerouted from Kyoto labs. Subject remains in sleep mode until final command.” Another voice—his father’s. “This one… she was born without the flame, but carries the gene. If Yuri fails… this one will succeed.” Sang-woo’s chest tightened. Yuri had a backup. And she didn’t even know it. Elsewhere – Koji’s Past Unraveling In an abandoned chapel in Durango, Koji knelt before a cracked statue of an angel, his head bowed, the documents from the leather case spread before him like confession.

She was a brown Asian girl, though I wasn’t sure if she was Malaysian, Indonesian, or Filipino. “Wilt Wallace, Bao Li, Sam Roche, Katie Lestrange, Brock Tannen,” Alex reintroduced. “Hey,” Katie and Brock greeted them. The rest of us gave a small wave. “And I’m Alexanystasha Simona-Romanov.” “Huh?” They hung their mouths open.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

she answered getting up, "Besides, it's spring, you can use them without roasting like a chicken, you have beautiful legs and they look very long even with your short height, a loose top and you will be pure dynamite." She gave me a greenish top and I was about to put it on when she stopped me in horror. “Please tell me what I see is not a sports bra, because I will kill the person who bought it.” "Well, Alex told me...” "Alex is a fucking hypocrite,” she interrupted, "Fortunately for you and unfortunately for him, they brought me a section of lustful and scarcely woven underwear from La Perla." “Oh, Alex took me there on Monday, but he pulled me out when I asked about a strange piece of clo

aside from the girls there are also the boys who are his friend Yuuto Kiba and his kouhai Gasper Vladi, There's a lot more of girls who liked him but he never knows such as Kuroka also known as Koneko elder sister, Serafall Leviathan 1 of the current mao, Gabriel from the angel faction and many more but they don't have the time to confess after sealing the trihexa they have been busy. Kuroka is training to be better for him, Serafall still dealing with some stuff in the underworld, the same with Gabriel in heaven... Sadly they might not have the chance because the young man's body is so broken beyond believe if anyone saw him now they might think he's already dead with that 8 holes and charr

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

She can’t believe what she was seeing! the face of the tank was full of muscle but the looks of it, it was very look-alike to the person she was looking for curly hair and that drowsy eyes... that look... “its.. Yuuki”- Dessa