Chishiya Novels & Stories

"Mam, Amir will be here in a few minutes" Eschia nodded and watched the sunset on the horizon. Her eyes glistened when she saw the beautiful gradient of reds, oranges, and purples which reminded her of the artwork that she did when she was in high school. She stopped from reminiscing when a croaky voice from nowhere got her attention "Hija, do you have some bread?" The old woman asked

, Dawn replied, pointing to the windchime hanging over the window opposite the bed. “Sure”, Lena agreed. Dawn grinned, watching her hopped up from the bed to unhook the item, the metal cylinders jangling at they moved. She brought it over and laid it down on the duvet. Lena then sat down opposite her friend and they linked hands over the windchime. “I call upon the spirits and the magic of nature. Aqua, terra, ignis et aer”, she began.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

Leslie seemed interested in it, closing his eyes and humming as though he knew the song. “What instrument is that?” Leslie asked. “It’s a Japanese flute called the Shakuhachi.” I replied as Leslie smiled. “I like it; how it sounds.” Leslie replied as I hummed in agreement. “It’s nice.” I commented. “It sounds so beautiful but it also sounds so sad.” Leslie said and I paused. Tears were streaming down his eyes as he smiled as though he was remembering something so sad. I touched his wet cheek, wiping his tears before he looked into my eyes with doe eyes. He nuzzled his face against my hand and his nostrils flared while he inhaled my scent.

Amber asks smiling. I smile in approval and we group hug. "What do you wanna have for lunch?" Amber asks. "Spaghetti and meatballs and I'll cook", I tell her. "Okay we'll help you", she says smiling. "Lead the way head chef" Claire says winking and the three of us walk out of Amber's room.

Takeshi mumbles scratching the back of his ears with his finger looking down at the cat with the sad expression on his face. "oh no no I didn't mean to make you sad I know I'm new to this kitty I mean Daisy must have scared her" Koishi smile looking at the kitty. "Hey yaaa Daisy it's me Ah me ah wait what is my name-" "Dont tell me you forgot your name-" "WAAA~ noo how the hell can I forget my name its Tanaka Koishi!!" Koishi screams making the kittle almost jump out of its skin as it hides into the arm of Takeshi.

he grumbled as Simon and Ian laughed at him. “We were about to go fishing. Would you guys join us.” Amber asked, changing the subject. “Sure.” Ian replied. “What are we supposed to do with a raw fish out here?” Kimberly asked. “Eat it, duh… haven’t you heard of sushi before?” Amber smiled at the weird face Kimberly was making. “That’s gross!” she exclaimed because she hated sushi. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to.” Ian said. “I can’t believe this. You too?!... Don’t even think of kissing me after eating that.”

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Kenton. A very naked Kenton. 'Mate,' my wolf yaps excitedly. 'Our mate is here! He came to find us.' "Amaris," he says, his deep voice doing funny things to my insides. I nod my head, indicating that I understand him. He smiles widely and steps forward, kneeling to pet behind her ears, "You are so incredible, Amaris," he murmurs, burrowing his face into her neck, inhaling deeply, taking her scent into his lungs. "Can you shift back?"