Romans & histoires Amon Koutarou

I'm not even sure how to describe him. “Where to start, oh gosh. His name was Adam, and he was the definition of tall, dark, and sexy.” I say giving Audrey big eyes, and fanning my face dramatically. “He was very forward, not shy about telling me what he was thinking or what he wanted.” “Oh, I bet not,” she says wiggling her brows and giggling. “I wish you got pictures of these boys, Kat, so we could compare both your options.” I roll my eyes, drinking down the rest of my coffee.

Kade coughed tying to get the after taste out of his mouth. The man handed him a glass of cold liquid and he drank the glass of water and it worked. His headache was no more. "Thanks man." Kade said focusing his vision on a handsome, blonde, blue eyed sexy beast with a brush of stubble. "Hi, I'm Akito. Remember me?."

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. "Adam talks way too much sometimes," she said with a sympathetic shake of her head. "It's okay. Higan is also pretty blunt," I said. "It's called being honest," Higan corrected as he walked into the room and sat next to me. "I walk away for a moment and you are ready to slander me." I tensed when he rested his hand a little too high on my thigh, the balls of his fingers dipped into my inner thigh. I looked at the couple in front of me. They were talking about something and did not pay us any mind so, I relaxed a little.

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that

The neutral colors she used for my makeup brought out the blue in my eyes. "Stop staring at the mirror and come sit so I can fix your hair". She held my wrist, pulling me on the vanity stool. She was almost done with my hair when my phone rang. I picked it to see it was Kade. "Hi baby". I answered. "Errr...hey". He sounded uneasy. My heart beat gradually accelerated. Firstly, Kade doesn't answer my greetings with hey. It felt strange so I felt something was off. "I'm almost ready. I'm trying to fix my hair". I replied nervously, shifting my anxiety to the back of my mind but his reply brought it back in full force.

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."

Soubi took pity on the poor boy and befriended him. The boy's name was Ringo Yamamoto and he came from a family of exorcists. He wears a traditional blue bottom hakama and is shorter than Soubi. The man had black hair and chubby cheeks despite being eighteen years of age and this was the first time Soubi thought a boy could be cute despite being the same age as him. Ringo was a clumsy boy who was shy and soft-spoken. The snow fox didn't think that his roommate would last very long in the school full of supernatural creatures. Many alphas were eyeing the human boy earlier and Soubi decided to step in when a vampire alpha came too close.

*Boom* Orange Monk sprang into action right after the match commenced. He didn’t look anything like a man injured, and his simple smile had long been wiped away. In its place was a large grin filled with bloodlust and an intent to battle. His eyes were hazy like those of one intoxicated with wine and his movements unpredictable. Like a ferocious whirlwind, he arrived before the Blue King with speed that far surpassed the speed he displayed when he fought against Musclehead and thrust powerfully with his sword.

She said in a low voice, “Master Wade, that girl is Ito Nanako! The person standing next to her is the Japanese national treasure master, Yamamoto Kazuki!” Charlie looked up and he was shocked by Nanako’s appearance. He had seen many beautiful women in his life but this was the first time that he has ever seen a woman who could give someone this kind of serene feeling. Kazuki also recognized Aurora and he immediately focused his attention on Charlie. He thought to himself. Was this young man Aurora’s new coach? It seemed as though there was nothing remarkable about him at all. At this time, Jiro’s face turned pale, as though he had just seen a ghost, immediately after he saw Charlie!