Byakuya Kuchiki New Look Novels & Stories

~~~ When I woke up I was about to see what time it was, but Yuichi’s face appeared to me adjusting the comforter. Yuichi took two steps away. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you’d wake up earlier.” “Are you always here while I sleep?” “I just looking at you. This is the only chance that I can look at you up close without being angry at me.” He looks like a cute puppy while Yuichi is being cute. I close my eyes for a second and press my lips to avoid smiling. What is Yuichi’s intention and is he becoming like this?I missed his cheeky and snarky face. I preferred that kind of him, not this unstable cuteness that he has.

She can’t believe what she was seeing! the face of the tank was full of muscle but the looks of it, it was very look-alike to the person she was looking for curly hair and that drowsy eyes... that look... “its.. Yuuki”- Dessa

Just as he was thinking about it, he sighted his client. The picture didn't do justice to Kagarawa Yuuma's face. No way. Yuuma has gentle features. Soft blonde locks that went past his ears a bit, translucent grey eyes, a straight nose and small pink lips. He had skin the colour of milk, pure and unblemished. His smile was gentle, giving people a warm sweet feeling. Eyes were kind, making people feel at ease around him. His aura was pure and posture elegant. He was neither tall nor short. Just average. The skinny jeans he wore accentuated his long legs and the white designer shirt, coupled with a black jacket made him look so cute that one would just want to wrap him up and protect him fore

- Kurayami, he said, then, led towards the corridor, back to his room, Tsuki sat on the bed, waiting for the new god to return. - You don't mind if I choose the clothes, you wear when you're with me, right? - Kurayami, questioned him, heading towards his closet. - I do not care. Tsuki said. - So, there's no problem with that. - Kurayami, came back with a uniform, which was silver, boots a uniform in the best style of Akropolis, with shoulder pads that simulated contorted heads of a dragon.

“The Ayakashi hissed at me like a feral animal. She had spun around to face me and held the middle of her chest as though in pain. She looked incensed that I had managed to land a blow, but the Ichi Geki Ken didn’t kill her like the Raven-nins said it would any normal Slayer. In a shocking turn of events, the secret killing stroke had actually transported me straight to the plane where the Ayakashi was. “What was even more discombobulating was, despite the absolute darkness of The Maw, the Ayakashi and I could see each other as clear as daylight. We were like bunraku puppets against a black backdrop that extended everywhere we turned our eyes. “In The Maw, the Ayakashi’s appearance took on m

“Well… Some things… are you okay though? You’re not hurt aren’t you? You took off before I can ask if you’re okay.” Indeed, he was the boy from before. The only difference was his clothes had changed. He was wearing a lime colored outfit before, but now, he was wearing a white themed short hakama with a tint of light blue. Haku nodded, making his short but slightly puffy hair bobbed a bit cutely. His hair was short and straight, but it was a bit puffy like souffle pancake that it makes him look adorable. “I’m okay. Not even a bruise. Just very surprised and a little bit annoyed.”

He knocked. The door opened to reveal an unexpected face. "F-fukuda-san?" His hair was tied back in a ponytail today and he was dressed casually in a simple longsleeved white shirt and khaki pants. "Ken-san and... Ito-san right?" He double taked at me before looking to Kenichi-senpai. "What brings you here?" I began to panic, my mind went blank, "T-that..." I looked to Ken-kun who smiled. Ken-kun you traitor!

Could it be that he wasn’t worried of her, the disgrace of the Suzaku clan defaming their lofty and magnificent image? As she attempted to figure out the answer with distrust, Taka once again arrived at the main room where she’d once played a small role. This time, there was an extra seat next to Ryu with a person wearing a pure white cloth. A piece of light blue silk fabric was rolled at the edges of the person’s sleeves, and a few designs using silver-coloured thread were adorned on the pure white clothing. It was frugal, yet maintained a sense of delicateness. On that peerlessly handsome face, was a faint smile that could make people feel comfortable, and a pair of eyes that carried a smi

Because of that, the two of us reached Kuzan. Kuzan raised his head and shot both of us with a look of wonder. His usual hairstyle was that of a formal hairstyle, sleek long hair brushed backwards with a platinum headpiece filling his forehead. His hairstyle prevented him from letting even a drop of tears to flow down his cheeks, despite the tears had already welling his red eyelids. I went in bravely for a bear hug, which caught Kuzan by surprise. Fortunately, Clairmont lessened the corporal damage by also throwing his arms around both me and Kuzan.

Yuki's pov --- When I walked into CreedX Technologies that morning, every ounce of confidence I had was tightly packed into my carefully chosen outfit: a black fitted skirt that ended just above my knees, a crisp white button-down shirt, and Lily’s shimmering red pumps—shoes I swore I’d never return. The outfit was subdued compared to my usual vibrant style, but I needed to play it safe. The makeup Lily applied blended so seamlessly it felt like a second skin, softening the edges of my masculine features just enough. My name on the application? Yuyu Roman.