Chie Yukiko Novels & Stories

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

I uttered and tried moving my body but I still feel heavy. “You don’t have to move,” she said with an accent I just heard. “Tachibana Kimmy.” Her hand touches mine as she sits on the chair near my bed. “Yuroshiko—I mean it’s nice to meet you.” Her eyes are almond shaped but you can see how genetics changed it that much. Her skin looks fair and is as beautiful as I expected. She looks exactly the older version of the picture. “I’m glad I got a chance to meet you. This is one of the best days of my life. I’m Ciana La Suerte.”

Beta Yuriko lets go of the laughter she had been holding back as soon as the sound of her retreating form was gone. Kenji turns disapproving eyes in Yuriko’s direction. “What?” She asks innocently. “That woman is the worst.” She spits out. Kenji sighs, running his hand down his face. “As true as that is, she is still Jamari’s mother, and our host.” Yuriko shrugs, unapologetic. Kenji shakes his head like a father exasperated with one of his children.

He’s an Eastern Alpha; I’m sure things worked differently over there. “And this,” he says as he finally pulls a young girl closer, and the cherry blossom scent overpowers me. “This is my youngest daughter, Umiko and her handmaiden Yui.” When I lay my eyes on the girl, I see what Andreas means by that she’s not my usual type; she’s completely plain, with jet back hair that reaches her tiny waist, dark hooded eyes which slant upwards, thin lips, a dimpled chin and a tiny, petite body. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, and I see something shift behind her dark eyes as her heartbeat starts to quicken.

"I thought you wouldn't come. You were just staring at me for so long up there." I swallowed, feeling awkward. I have never talked to someone in my age. Especially to a girl like her. She has pixie hair that matches her heart-shaped face and a cute red ribbon band around her head. She looked so pretty, with the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I could feel my heart beating faster by the second. "Who... Who are you?" I asked, eyeing her curiously. She took a step closer. "My name's Ruthielle." I honestly thought that was the most beautiful name I had ever heard.

The commentator's voice was soon heard as he professionally introduced the two fighters. "In one corner of the ring stood Yuka "The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat.

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

I decided to follow the sound hoping for the best. I got to the kitchen, suddenly heaving a sigh of relief as soon as I laid my eyes on her. She stood by the sink, slowly stirring a mix of flour and cocoa in a bowl. Her white Apron had a few stains but she looked relaxed and engrossed in her work. She hadn't noticed me in the tensive room full of maids who were tensive at my presence. The woman close to the entrance shakily went down on her knees and they all stopped what they were doing, drawing Lena's attention to me. She stopped stirring, slowly dropping the bowl and dusting her hands on her apron.