Anime Hiro Novels & Stories

I scoff. She knows who I'm working for. After all, she's being hunted by Odin. Kuma Hiroshi works for the police as a detective and keeps tabs on criminals wanted by Odin. From what I heard, Hiroshi was part of a yakuza before becoming a cop; his name means Bear, so he was prominent as a bear. Almost the same build as Snake, though I only heard from Odin. I have yet to meet the guy in person. I don't know the whole background story, but he left because he promised his deceased mother to live his life the way he wanted. So, he's married to an elementary school teacher and has three kids. "You make me sick. You are still lucky I haven't fucking killed you."

Arhaan wrapped his arm around her and placed her in his lap . She was petite , it wasn’t difficult for him .Hoor was shocked by sudden movement , she looked at him wide eyed and placed her hands on his chest. Her cheeks were turning bright red and tears were ready to flow. Arhaan cupped her cheek and whispered "its okay ,its okay “he said pulling her closer. Hoor hid her face in his neck ,she wanted a break from her inner conflict .

This is perhaps, a prologue about the secret of my partner who hasn’t acknowledged me yet— Kuroyuki Shiroha. Also a very slight reveal of my mysterious background. ’Once registered, your ID will be set as ‘Anonymous #2207’. Is that okay?′ Yes. WELCOME TO KUROYUKI SHIROHA`S FANCLUB~!!! Kuroyuki Shiroha (黒雪 白羽) Race: Human

Toni Pedrosa Bodyguard Report Profile, no. Wait. I grab properly the piece of paper and check it out. Toni Pedrosa? Toni? That name reminds me of Eren’s friend. But is that Eren real name? I never knew that he was named Toni too. But what about his name Eren? It’s written nowhere on the paper. Anyway, I will ask him later. I continue reading. There is his name, age, address, role, skills, height, weight and so on. At the end my eyes flash on his status. My hands start trembling.

He changed the topic and even nodded in approval. I let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, Hiro really acts like a child. I really wonder how he became Vince’s best friend, considering the other aristocrat vampires out there. They have completely different personalities. Actually, even Kyle and Kira are very different from each other as well. I smiled at him. “That’s just how it is. We all have different kinds of special abilities. Your abilities are no small feat,” I said as I tried to cheer him up. Well, Hiro’s special ability is his super strength and speed. Although we all have similar abilities, he is exceptionally powerful compared to us.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. 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.

“Complicated how? Please, I need to know. My memory isn’t... I can’t remember a lot of things.” He nods slowly, as if deciding how much to reveal. “My name is Nero,” he says, and the moment the words leave his mouth, something inside me stirs. A flash of memory hits me like a bolt of lightning. His face, softer, younger, kissing my fingers and smiling up at me. The image is vivid and leaves me breathless. “Nero,” I whisper, the name rolling off my tongue like a forgotten song. But with that memory comes a headache that seems to split my skull in two. My hands fly to my head and I groan, my eyesight momentarily flashing white. “Ah, Gods…”

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

His handwriting looked suspiciously like Helvetica. “Next time,” he muttered, “I bring my own battery-powered mic. And maybe hire a PR consultant.” His best friend, Hiroshi—a boy known mostly for his glue-eating habits and stunning lack of volume control—plopped down beside him and grinned. “You’re weird,” Hiroshi said cheerfully. “But I like you.” Takuto paused. He looked at his friend, then down at his pages of projections and pie charts. Slowly, he closed the planner.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.