Anime Secret Diary Novels & Stories

[CONFIDENTIAL FILE: Misaki Kanzaki - Personal Profile] Basic Information Age: 10 (same grade/class) Transferred: Three months ago Family: Father (securities analyst), Mother (fund manager), Aunt (Executive Yamada) Red Flags: Excessively advanced financial knowledge for her age Behavioral Observations (provided by classroom intel specialist Yuki) Spends lunch breaks reading finance books (currently on "A Kid’s First Guide to Equity Ownership") Bento box arrangement follows “Balance Sheet Aesthetic Symmetry” Once scribbled out the Black-Scholes option pricing model using an eraser on her desk (two variables were wrong, but still—) Social Network Analysis Maintains good yet measured relationshi

I opened the diary to the year where I met Pietro. February 27, 2001. I closed my eyes and tried recalling his face. Whitney sat down while looking at me, she waits patiently. I closed the door and hugged the opened diary. I knelt down and started thinking of that year. Slowly, I started chanting To thee I bestow my soul, salvage my bane life back in time. I beseech thy salvation. I bestow my forlorn life to eternity. Grant me your benediction

All heroes and villains from My Hero Academia, Roxy & I were taking a break after what happened. I was in the arena honing my combat skills. Tenya Iida the class rep of Class 1-A saw me honing my combat “ahh Incubus-kun” he said I stop and look at Iida “oh Tenya I’m surprised you’re here” I said with a surprised tone “true but I’m not only one here, Compress!!!” Mr. Compress appeared out of the shadows. “You called Iida” he said “Atsuhiro Sako, what are you doing here?” I asked “Sako just did some reconnaissance and he found some information that may be useful” said Iida “okay let’s head to the staff room to continue the conversation” I said so Iida, Sako & I left the arena and headed to the

I asked putting my hands on my hips. Cynthia, of course, was the first to speak. "You said there's a way to save the zombies-" "First off they are not zombies. Not in the traditional sense. They do not feed on you, they feed on your soul. Soul Eaters," I explained in a rather snarky tone. Did I mention I was really tired? "Whatever," she brushed it off. "How? And how do you know this?" "It's hard to explain how I know this and most of it is unbelievable anyway," I started running my hand through my hair.

Mitaka had known Misaki for so long, although, the other party's personality was very irresponsible, bubbly, childish, and outgoing, she was definitely a professional in anime production, so if someone talked nonsense and degraded her work, even if Misaki's character was irresponsible, bubbly, childish, and outgoing, she would get angry, and lost her temper, and now that, he looked at Misaki's shocked expression, and knew that it was enough to prove to confirm what Monica had said before was right. Mitaka looked at Monica, who sipped his tea calmly in front of him, wondering what kind of person he was and wondered how Monica knew so much, if it was only a shallow knowledge, then he didn't ca

She glances over at me and nods before making her way to the back room. Packing up my laptop and patiently waiting for the waitress, I survey the room and stop on a little girl in the corner by her mom. Ironically, she has blood red hair the color of the soul eater's and on closer inspection I notice that she has black soulless eyes too. Are there more than one or is she merely changing form? I find myself wondering this and then the waitress strolls out of the back with a bag containing the items I asked for.

Chef Joshua served her breakfast in hopes to lighten her spirits up. After breakfast, she went to the library to find a good book that will somehow ease her mind a little. She would like to pick something different to read today. She went to other parts of the library and saw a ‘manga’ . It is a Japanese comic book with numerous volumes. It’s also a graphic novel and is suitable for both adults and children. She was intrigued by the story's premise and was also familiar with this genre of book. Annika picked up the manga that is entitled ‘Special A’ whereas the male main character is extremely wealthy and is perfect at any aspect. He was loved by everyone while the female character is just a

She deadpans. Rica tilts her head at her and shrugs indifferently. “It was a big rumor going around. We should at least stay updated.” Anna merely shakes her head, her mind only occupied by Max, the man pulling out his audacity from God-knows-where and taking days to send her an email. That asshole. How long is she going to have to wait for him? How hard is it to construct an email anyway? Is he illiterate?! Lunch passes, and eventually her last class too, but there was still no email from the man. What kind of luck has gone her way, partnering her up with a mysterious and lazy partner for her most crucial final requirement?

" Mysterious Man Diary Day ? I don't know the date but I remember it was the time I feel hard for you so, if you ever started reading my old diary, please don't be disgusted with me@~)~~~~ Broke the newly bought pen again.

This can also explain why the guy can suddenly make money. The small light green bottle is empty. Selena didn't pay much attention, her attention was focused on the recipes and the silver coins. She just picked up the small bottle and looked at it. She probably scratched her hands while digging for masonry, and her blood was on the bottle. Suddenly, the small bottle disappeared from her hand, and Selena was really shocked. Since then, there has been a strange phenomenon of a few drops of spring water condensing in the palm of her hand every day.