Anime Wink Novels & Stories

We ride. Seras is waiting at the dam turnout with her bike and a fresh coat of flame decals. Kayo, Aki, and Riku are leaning against the railing like they own the place (because, technically, in Hanamaki they kind of do). Kayo’s nine invisible tails flick once when she sees me. Kayo (sweet, deadly): “Morning, Your Majesty. Sleep well?” Celeste (through my teeth): “Peachy.” Aki cracks his knuckles; the glamour hiding his oni horns flickers.

He chuckled at his Blushing queen He placed her on the bed, asked her to take a rest, he was leaving to change his clothes but she stopped him S-“Baby, don’t tell me, you want to grant our mom wish come true” She didn’t get his meaning and asked him what, instead of replying to her he started her stomach making her realize Pinky’s wish A-“You, you…” she was struggling to frame words and was blushing S-“Ha baby, me, me only I can do that” Anika threw a pillow to this face, which he easily ducked behind, and she threw more pillow on him, both started a pillow fight

he thought, "This is the An-An…?" He stared at her from top to bottom, and still he thought. “What the hell…?” he turned to look at Assistant Tseng and pointed as he’d mouth-out the words without a sound. “Is that her?” Then, Assistant Tseng nodded. Wang Yi-An was a little sweaty from the panic and running. She saw Jin Qi-Long and Lee Yin-Yin; she wiped the sweat off her hands and offered it out to shake theirs. But none of them reciprocates and completely ignored her.

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

she teases while her spear was resting on her shoulder. The lady frowned with her shaking hand holding a sword, she aggressively attacks Akane. On Akane's peripheral vision she saw a guy with a bow gun who also aiming at her. "Wow, I'm so popular." she jokes and runs towards that guy. The person was quite shocked to see her coming, but he didn't move and focus on his aim. At the time he pulled the trigger, Akane immediately uses the spear as a pole and beautifully flipped over the air, smirking. Her red-hair was swayed following her movements and glistened reflecting the lights on the ceiling.

the worker blinked. “She has a knack for trouble. Gets it from her father.” Riko shrugged. “Love you too, beautiful!” I called down with a laugh as I finally reached Akio. “Come here, you mischievous elf.” I sighed, extending my arm out to her. “OTŌSAN!” Akio shouted, jumping at me. I grunted because she did not need to jump. “I’ve got you. Just hold on.” I sighed, now making my way back down with one arm. “My hero.” Akio grinned and put a sloppy kiss on my cheek as I passed her to Riko.

He thought. "I am calling you stinky bum! You stinky bum, give me back my uncle, where did you take my uncle?? Take me on, you stinky bum!" Without any warning, Aino darted towards Sebastian , launching any form of attack possible for a five year-old. She kicked and she punched, biting and tearing fiercely as she did. Despite being a young child, the girl had a fire within her that only burnt hotter when she was angry. Powered by the frustration, she kicked and jabbed at Sebastian's legs with incredible strength. Within a blink of an eye, the branded shoes Sebastian wore that were worth over hundreds of thousands were horribly deformed under her merciless stomping.

Traditional wooden beams arched overhead, and low wooden tables with cushioned zabuton seats invited patrons to linger. Aiko Tanaka moved gracefully between the tables in her elegant uniform: a soft pink kimono-style blouse that hugged her petite frame, a crisp white apron tied neatly at her waist, and a pleated skirt that swayed just above her knees. At 24, she was the picture of demure Japanese beauty. Porcelain skin, long black hair pinned up with delicate kanzashi ornaments, and large, doe-like eyes that rarely met a customer’s gaze for long. Yet beneath that polished politeness burned something deeper.

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.

“Let’s go see Sophia.” She nods, her smile shaky but genuine, and together we leave the room, stepping into the future that’s finally free from Darius’ control. “Wait,” she says, grabbing my arm. “What does that mean?” I frown. “What does what mean?” “What you keep calling me,” she bites her bottom lip. “Anima—” “Anima mia,” I say, smiling as I take her face in my hands. “It means ‘my soul’; a part of me I thought I lost until I found you in that little town.”