Atsumu X Hinata Novels & Stories

Antonio stood frozen, his fists clenched at his sides, barely containing his rage as Damon walked over to Hinata and grabbed her by the hair pulled her face up. "Look at her," Damon mocked, and he leaned down slightly, his eyes shifting between Antonio and Hinata. "My men, all of them have planted our seeds successfully in her and she's still this strong. How impressive is this Asian?" Antonio's jaw tightened, his glare sharp as steel, but he remained silent, knowing Damon was trying to provoke him. Not like he can this if he decides to fight back alone. Damon tugged lightly on the chain connected to Hinata's collar, a cruel glint in his eyes.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

Celeste (already pulling out my phone): “Private portal leaves tomorrow. Rowan’s paying. He lost a bet.” Rowan appears in the doorway holding a credit card and resignation. Rowan: “I hate all of you. Pack light. Kōjin sulks when people are late.” 24 hours later – Mount Atago, Kyoto Prefecture The mountain is on fire in the best way (eternal flames that don’t consume, just dance). Kōjin is waiting at the top. He looks exactly like Seras if she were eight feet tall, made of magma, and wearing a chef’s apron that says “Kiss the Cook or Get Charred.”

“This is still manageable. You should see the Odakyu Odawara Line during rush hour.” Heri chuckled. “Yeah… I used to commute on the Keio Inokashira and Tokyu Toyoko lines. Same deal—packed like sardines.” They stand close to each other. Sakura looked up at him, curious. “How tall are you, Heri-san?” “Me? Uh… about 178 cm, I think. You?” “164,” Sakura answered with a small smile. Outside the window, Rainbow Bridge shimmered faintly. Tokyo’s highways and skyline stand proudly in the morning light.

The girl’s name was Yuri Kirisawa, now Phantom XIII of the Hati elites. In Shinjuku, located in the Tokyo district of Japan, was the headquarters of Hati. The headquarters looked like any normal place of work – looking almost like an ordinary office building. But the members of Hati, as well as the top government officials of Japan who knew about Hati’s existence knew better; things are not always as they seemed.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled. “Show me what you’ve got, Samantha.”

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

"Do you call your wife by her last name?" Seth asks, slightly drowsy, covered in pelts. Tsuki looks over at Seth, "What?" "You called her Minami before." "Ah..., yeah. Her full name is Hinata Minami." "Don't you call lovers in Japan by their first name?" Tsuki sighs, "Well, we aren't actually lovers, I'm just helping her. That's all you need to know." "Right..." Seth rolls onto his side, his hand caressing his injured leg. "We'll be coming down the mountain to get our injuries treated. Can Hinata carry heavy things, like, a human?"

Antonio stood frozen, his fists clenched at his sides, barely containing his rage as Damon walked over to Hinata and grabbed her by the hair pulled her face up. "Look at her," Damon mocked, and he leaned down slightly, his eyes shifting between Antonio and Hinata. "My men, all of them have planted our seeds successfully in her and she's still this strong. How impressive is this Asian?" Antonio's jaw tightened, his glare sharp as steel, but he remained silent, knowing Damon was trying to provoke him. Not like he can this if he decides to fight back alone. Damon tugged lightly on the chain connected to Hinata's collar, a cruel glint in his eyes.

“Talking about exhilarating, let's take that first.” Everyone looked at where he pointed. It was a haunted house ride. “It’s closer than that roller coaster.” He added to back up his point. “... Don’t you already see enough of that around?” Hina sounded very reluctant. “Enough of what around?” Hikaru feigned ignorance. Makoto looked back at Hina, also waiting for an answer to her strange question. Hina squinted at him. Knowing that she would lose, she tried to couple up with Nozomi, “In that case-”