Daze Kagerou Novels & Stories

Her hair was chocolate brown and was laying causal around her shoulders. Sage took a step closer to the scene that played out in front of her. That’s when she saw it. Daniel was standing in the background watching a female with long dark hair. “Oh my god AJ that’s Daniel. So, this must have been the past.” Muttered Sage feeling the astral plain shifting and time groan around her.

She was the clown, not Kaze. “Oh. My. God. W-Who is Kaze exactly?!” Agatha almost passed out from the shock. She could not even maintain the same pitch. Knowing that she insulted Kaze earlier, her face turned red. “I have no idea…” Agnes’ mind went blank. Kiev looked at Kaze in fear. How could he go after Darcy if Kaze was this powerful? What gave him the confidence to snatch Darcy away from him? He was courting death, not Darcy!

"Look. We both know you like me. I don't dislike you either. But I am scared and you know why. I hope you will give me some time to open my heart only if you are still willing to umm … you know, hit on me. But if not and if you already chose to walk away, it would be fair to you. And I won't bother you. So.. Well.. Congrats once again and good night". Kane turned around to leave. "Kane". He turned to face Ming again. "I will make sure that I won't need anyone after you. I will wait for you. And thank you for the gift Kane". He winked. Kane cursed under his breath but his dimpled smile was not hidden from Ming. He knew it was tough but not impossible. He was already head over heels for Kane.

And directly across from him—Noah Reyes. Up close, he looked even more unfair. Hazel eyes, long lashes, a slow, confident smile that made people lean closer without realizing it. Ethan could smell him: cedar, fresh grass, something darker underneath that made his pulse spike. Noah’s gaze lifted. For half a second their eyes locked. Something flickered there—surprise, maybe curiosity. Then Noah looked away with a lazy grin like it meant nothing. The game started. Bottle spin. Truth or dare. Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table.

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

What will happen when the charismatic crown prince of the Arisee clan son of the great dubious king Ziba falls in love with the slave girl who worked in the maize farm where he was supposed to supervise. Conflicted and torn, he would have to make his choice wisely either to send the slave girl down to the deadliest places or have her all to himself and dance to the drum beats of the masquerades... Coming soon.

The dark patches between the rooms made it seem eerie and didn't help calm me at all. A loud scream tore through the hallway and I booked it back out just in time to see Ms. Suzy darting around the corner with abject terror on her face. She kept glancing behind her as if something was following her. Half a second later, a soul eater came skidding around the corner with its black eyes never leaving its target.

Xavier danced with me as he picked out little conversations which I keep zoning out barely able to keep myself awake. I felt an unfamiliar tingling piling up in my guts. Oh shit! “Lyra” I hear Sage call out my heart dropping at the way his tune sounded. Sage slips his hands through my waist drawing me to him possesively, like I was his price jewel he didn’t want to lose. His action made my back crash to his dominating figure, as his grip gutted tighter on my waist, urging me to bite on my lower lip. “Get to the car” he mumbled to my hearing while he sent glares at Xavier.

I just threw the phone on the bed and took a bath to relieve my stress. *** Daze POV When I got out of the elevator, A lady appeared in front of me --- Wait, who is she again? I asked myself and when I failed to remember her name, "Hey, mine! What took you so long?" She said. No matter how hard I think, I can't still remember her name so I just smile widely and said "Sorry! I fixed myself before facing someone who is as angelic as you!" She smiled and anchored to my arm. "You sweet talker! Come on!" She's wearing a fitted dress that suits her. It reveals her body shape and how hot she is. We got into the elevator, there's only the two of us so I looked at her intently.

Disappointment flickered across his expression as he turned back to the couch. I drifted off to sleep and found myself in a dream. Tristan and I stood in a stunning garden, surrounded by vibrant flowers and lush greenery. We were both smiling, enjoying the beauty around us. But suddenly, everything changed. A sharp pain hit my stomach, and I felt warmth spreading, blood trickling. Panic set in as I whispered, "My baby." "My baby," I repeated, my voice trembling. Suddenly, a sinister laugh echoed that belonged to my father. My heart was racing as I continued murmuring, lost in that dark moment. "My baby," I repeated, my body jerking on the bed.