Ema Hinata Novels & Stories

I took one piece with a fork and tasted it. “Yummy!” I exclaimed. “What is this?” “Mackerel fish. It's special here.” “Amazing. It tastes so good.” I said, taking more pieces. After having a midnight meal with Mateo. I felt more excited and energetic. Maybe the reason is Mateo and his thoughtfulness. He is really amazing in motivating and caring for people. “Thank you so much for the whole day.” I said, with a disarming smile. “It's my pleasure.”

Maki stated, and Ida nodded as she fell on the sofa shutting her eyes. "Who's Avery??" Ida glanced at Daiki before glancing at Maki who got her message. She used her eyes to tell her to bring the tablet that shows the news. Ida collected the tablet from her, and read the news. *IDA OKINO MITSUKO, A JAPANESE ACTRESS HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN A SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH A FRENCH BILLIONAIRE. THE PICTURE BELOW WILL SERVE AS AN EVIDENCE."

A pregnant lady with streaks of silver in her blond hair opens the door. " Hello." I wave. " Stan's in?" " Who are you?" She also ever sizing me up. I wonder if she's afraid of me. " Name is Daniel Winchester." She does not say a word, rather she turns and call into the house. " Stan, your guest is here!" Turning back to me she invites me in.

The credits of the series we were watching rolled in and I finally stood up to turn off the TV. It was Game of thrones. Now, that was my kind of show, unlike romance. In my opinion, Romance movies were way too cheesy although I watched a good one once in a while. "You hungry?" Lucian asked. I nodded and he smiled. "Get dressed, let's grab food outside." I hightailed for my bedroom. Duh, it's food we're talking about here. I changed into black skinny jeans and a red halter top that stopped just above my navel. Thereafter, I slipped on my black flip-flops. My hair was tied up in a high ponytail and I didn't bother putting on any makeup.

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

The craftsmanship, the quiet elegance, it felt like stepping into another century. Footsteps approached. Haruto Suzuki entered first, impeccable in a charcoal kimono-style jacket over tailored trousers. Beside him walked the interpreter I recognized from the waterfront lounge, and a woman who could only be his wife. She is stunning, flawless porcelain skin, long black hair pinned in an elegant twist, wearing a deep plum kimono embroidered with silver cranes. She looked no older than me, maybe twenty-five or twenty-six, but carried herself with the quiet confidence of someone who’d grown up knowing exactly who she was.

Nozomi was just about to do something about it when Hina burst through the window in her pastel yellow flamboyant get up. Hina shrieked in horror to find all the monsters clinging onto Nozomi. Her reaction was delayed but she quickly casted a magic that shone so bright even Nozomi had to close her eyes. Gentle warmth surrounded Nozomi and by the time she opened her eyes again, the monsters had shriveled up like sun-dried food and were already disintegrating into nothing. /So, she’s already this powerful./ After Hina changed back to normal, Nozomi sat up and silently stared at Hina.

She grumbled and luckily I heard that part loud and clear A Few moments later… Standing right in front of one of the most glorious shops I’ve come to love, I couldn’t help but shower some praises “This is one of the best ramen shops I’ve ever come across in the whole of the forgotten zone! It’s got almost every flavor your mind could think of, Old man Chang has this old recipe his mother taught him. Heck I know if Naruto was real this would be where he would come eat Ramen every day! He would’ve taken Hinata here for their first date and he’d take his children here too, Of course I would have loved to say the same for Luffy and BK201 but they would eat every bowl of Ramen and make the rest o

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

“Wait.” I frowned. “No. Later-” “It’s okay.” He cut me off and caught my arm when I tried to side-step him and walk away. He then turned to the young woman who had quietly been watching us. At first glance, anybody could tell that she had a good body. He shoulder-length brown hair fell in luxurious waves over her ears. She had big black eyes that followed the whole scene in confusion. So, this was the kind of woman that Hiro-san liked. “Sorry, Hana-chan. Today’s a little… I’ll contact you later. Forgive me.”