Anohana Opening Novels & Stories

“He’s outside with Tana, Kenna, and King Yhendorn.” “Very good! Can you smell their little ones?” he asks. I keep my eyes closed, focusing on the scents around the others. I smell the scent of cinnamon and amber next to King Yhendorn, then the scent of a spring breeze next to Tana’s campfire smell. “Yes!” I say, telling him the scents I smell. "King Yhendorn is still holding Aine and Tana is holding Ylyndar." “Very good!” I open my eyes and look at him. “Thank you!”

“Since you all dare to come…” On top of the cliff, a smile blossomed on Hana’s face, charm oozing out of her due to the Goddess’ inborn grace. “Don’t think of leaving then.” At that time, several auras burst out from the shore directly below her. The dozen Anitos that came did know nothing, yet although an ominous feeling rose from within them, they did not have a choice but still fight. This was why they chose to come out, activating their Gifts and weapons, charging towards the woman who looked down at them from above.

His fingers pumped slowly, curling inside her, pressing that perfect spot. She was right on the edge. She buried her face in his neck, trying not to cry out. Then— BEEP. The center console lit up. Noah’s phone. A message. A photo. Emma blinked and froze as her gaze landed on it. There she was. Sarah. Posing across a bed in nothing but a sheer bra and a lacy thong, one that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She was biting her lip, legs spread slightly. “I’M WAITING FOR YOU. WEARING YOUR FAVORITE SHIRT. COME TEAR IT OFF ME.”

Ahaana's POV: I woke up after a peaceful sleep but what I saw first made me confused. Yeah, the whole group is inside the room and looking at me while smiling and I also noticed that Ananya is capturing me in her mobile. Why she should possibly take pictures of me in the early morning that too with just a wake-up face and head.

Hana opened her eyes when the alarm on her cellphone rang. She sat her body that felt sore "Urgh, it's cold..." She immediately muttered while rubbing her shoulder. She furrowed her brows when she saw that her upper body was only wearing a bra. Only the next second Hana suddenly remembered what happened last night. She immediately looked to the side, and cupped her cheeks in embarrassment when she saw Delldora who was looking at her with a smile. It seems that Delldora has been observing her for a long time, it can be seen from his face that is holding back laughter when he sees Hana cover her blushing face

But if I’m to be honest, it isn’t Muna I’m looking forward to impressing this time. I am reaching for peaches when I see Ahana down the aisle, examining two tins of canned fruit, trying to make a selection. A smile curves my lips as I watch her read the labels of both tins, her brows furrowed in a focused frown. She is still dressed in the over-sized, navy blue pullover over jeans that she was wearing this morning, but even with the loose clothing masking her curves and her face devoid of any makeup, I am unable to take my eyes off her. As if sensing my gaze, she looks up and smiles when she sees me. My heart lurches as brown eyes twinkle at me, and I walk in her direction. “Fancy seeing you

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Nisha’s gift was a visual experience for everyone, versus mine was my experience only. A huge glowing orb appeared in front of Nisha; then, it began to bloom like a flower. Thin petals of light peeled off from the sphere. With every petal that fell, the orb shifted and grew. One last petal fluttered away, revealing the crystal Orion and I had seen earlier that day. “Whoa,” Iris murmured. Whispers clung to the air, as the sudden presence took aback everyone. Pru was the only one who stepped forward; a quiet strength flickered in her eyes. Her fingers splayed like she would touch the projection, but her hand dropped.

Not steam (actual eruption). A pillar of crimson water shoots fifty feet high, and riding it like a surfboard is a twelve-foot-tall oni princess in full kabuto armor, horns polished to mirrors, carrying a kanabo the size of a redwood. The fireworks stop mid-bloom. Every mortal on the lake suddenly remembers they left the stove on at home. The oni princess plants her club in the lakebed and the water parts around her like it’s scared. Princess Akane (voice like a war drum):