Erika Itsumi Novels & Stories

Eren responds enthusiastically. "Thank you honey." Her lips stretch into a big smile. "I'm so honored." The doorbell suddenly rings which makes Tamarra jump out of her chair. It must be Azure or Toni. She immediately goes to open and a grins appears on her face as she sees the person on the other side of the door. My eyes narrowed. She steps to the side and gestures him to enter. A tall stalwart figure comes in, his hair coiffed elegantly. Erden.

"Ms. Keira, it is lovely to have you as the newest member of the planning team, kindly introduce yourself to your colleagues. I will be waiting for you in my office at around nine." He winked at Keira and went directly to his office; Keira successfully hid her disgust from the dirty old man. "My name is Keira Gray, I am twenty years old, a fresh graduate. This is my first job, I hope you can guide me while I learn here." Keira humbly bowed before the team who was a bit skeptical of her abilities. "I wonder who you are dating, is it the manager here or is it from the HR?" Rebecca's sharp tongue struck again.

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

But I could feel my heart breaking piece by piece… and maybe it was even innumerable pieces. I felt myself go cold suddenly, with my chest feeling so tight like someone held it so, to torture me like this. I could feel the corners of my eyes go hot. I just took a deep breath instead. I had to control this feeling. I must not break down in front of anyone. I am Xerra. I am an elite warrior!

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

I responded. “Okay, that’s enough,” Erika said, pulling him away from me so she stood in front of me now. I redirected my attention from my son and his bitch, and stared at her instead. She was a small woman, reminded me of a fucking bug….and I wanted to stomp on her for as long as I needed, as long as she became squashed. “I have let you speak for as long as needed, and I am sure the police have additional evidence against your bitch ass.”

I replied. The cake was placed on the table and it looked so pretty. I smiled as I picked up my fork ready to have a taste. “Mitsuki-sensei is like god; his works hold the power to change humanity. It’s a stupid ideology for a god’s existence to be known but yet it remains hidden while it’s priestess does most of his work.” Erica said as she stabbed the strawberry on top of her cake. Scary. I thought as I took a piece from the cake and bit.

We cautiously approached but before we could reach the door, it flew open and a team of huskies poured out into the snow, yipping and jumping among Makya’s team. “HEEL! Come on you hooligans!” barked Eris stepping out. Eris was a lanky fellow, who had turned twenty last summer. At 195 cm, he towered over my 173cm, and even over Makya. I smiled up at Eris as he pushed a windblown black lock of hair back behinD his ear where his long curls hung. “Hello, Eris. We didn’t expect you to beat us.” “Well, Dekota got the itch to come sooner, so we left last night. We should have only been an hour behind you but we decided to cut across deer run to get here.”

And then she saw her. Erica stood just beyond the sliding exit doors, tall and radiant in a soft cream blouse and navy slacks. Her hair was pulled into a neat ponytail, and her smile bloomed the moment her eyes landed on Kathalina. She lifted a hand and waved as though they had parted only yesterday. Kathalina stopped in her tracks. For a second, she couldn’t move. “Kat!” Erica called, her voice warm and familiar, cutting through the noise of luggage wheels and flight announcements.