Asuka Tanaka Novels & Stories

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

If only her husband would give her this one chance, who knows what would happen? “You must have mud in your ears,” A voice said. Ejima turned her attention to the woman standing some paces away from her. She was dark-skinned and stood closer to the ground, using a dried cedar branch as a walking stick. Her name was Adaku, one of the village midwives. “Good afternoon…I mean…good evening, ma.” Ejima fumbled with words but hoped to keep her face stern. The crease on the older woman’s face deepened.

The sight of infiltrators being slaughtered daily by the mighty Alpha Ryu gave me nothing but goosebumps. “Don’t you think Alpha Ryu is the best in the world?” a thin voice let out. The sight of Sasha, a fellow maid, came to sight. “Alpha Ryu is just like the others, if you ask me. He’s cruel, ruthless, and definitely not the man any lady should be dealing with.” “I think he’s handsome, charming, and has a physique every lady would be dying to be underneath.” Sasha responded, her eyes concentrating on the ceiling as she daydreamed.

Katerina: “Hello?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I answered whoever was calling. Nathan, who was asleep by my side, opened his eyes, frowning in confusion at who was calling this early in the morning. “Hello, is this Mrs. Katerina Kozlov?” A man asked. “Yes, it’s me” I said, sitting up. Nathan sat up, shaking his head in confusion before a smile replaced his forming frown. “I am Professor Jasper from…”

Then you turn it over, say the knight's name first, and introduce the king. As such, they are all meticulously introduced to each other, with the royal family introduced first and then our team. When it was Damian's turn to be introduced ... Well, we'll get to that very soon. After the lengthy paperwork is over (I don't think I've been introduced to anyone for 20 minutes), I come to learn this: The governor of Japan is called Tanaka Tori. He is a tall, thin man with small eyes so slanted that it seems like he is walking with his eyes closed and he sports a jet black goat that somehow only makes him look more real.

I said obediently as a joke and his expression changed for a millisecond, his eyes turned dark and I felt my heart rate elevate but he quickly blinked it away. I moved in my seat a little, there was some tension between us but I couldn’t put a finger on it. Maybe I didn’t want to. “So I’ve gotten an authorized list from your assistant Alison, this consists of all the people you meet or have appointments to meet. Today, I cleared most of the people you work with so that your work wouldn’t suffer.” He tells me as he hands me a list of names that he had approved, which sounded fair enough.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

“and my youngest son, Luca. “Good afternoon,” I greeted, my head down. “A pleasure to meet you all, especially you, Anaya. I am Dante, the oldest as of present,” he leaned, took my hand and kissed the back of my palm, “and these are my siblings, Raffaele, Nico, Leonardo, Adrian and Serena, our youngest,” he gestured to each of them. “It is a pleasure to meet you, too” After that, the afternoon went on smoothly. Then a crash, cups and plates breaking, refreshments spilled and the maids they loked utterly horrified.

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.

she says as I smile, parting from our hug. "My name is Samantha Adams. I'm in the same university as Russell, uncle Fred's nephew. Look, my name is on the back of the card; if you ever need anyone to talk to, please, don't hesitate to call. Ok?" I said, smiling. She looked melancholic but smiled through it. "Thank you, Samantha. I will. And thank you for your help. You're a special girl; you know that? I can tell Russell likes you, and I can see why. You have such a loving heart." she says, making me smile.