Hana Yuki Novels & Stories

Hikari didn't know who is that person so Sabu-sama introduced to him that person. Sabu-sama standing beside that person and he started talking "This is Aniliast. He is a person who will beat all of you. If you don't believe it. Then why don't you try it out?" Hikari then tells Sabu-sama that he shouldn't look down at the others. So he then asks Sabu-sama again about what kind of competition that they're going to do. Then Sabu-sama gives a kendo sword to Aniliast and he says to Hikari that maybe he will be alright without a weapon. Akaru didn't think that it was fair. So he gives Hikari something like a baton. But since Hikari was only trained to use Sword, Gun and knife he was not sure if Hi

His lose jeans and thin jacket raise my eyebrows, not ideal for this towns weather, "Your not from here?" His blue eyes seem to sparkle, "No I just moved from LA. Didn't realise it would be this cold." "Right, well welcome," I say, turning away. Keen to get back to the pack. Back to Will. "I didn't catch your name," he says after me, grabbing my elbow. I turn to look at him, raises my eyebrows at his hand. He lets me go immediately, offering me a soft smile . "I'm Bec." He sticks the same hand out, "Nice to meet you. I'm Hayden."

It turned out that she was the one who had a surprise for him. The smile that he wore as he approached the dressing room vanished, and his expression turned darker. He heard every word she said crystal clear. Her ridicule did not escape him, too. He did not need to guess who was with her in the room. He knew that it’s from Yuki Yamada, a former member of a male group and a rising matinee star. Some say that Yuki’s looks are second only to his.

I skip further into the little book, slightly curious about the dates I've noticed this far until I reached a page that caught my eye. December 21, 1997. The ground is covered with snow, the tulips and rose buds I've come to love and treasure are no more, yet I don't feel lonely or cold. Someone lies ever so comfortable in her basket figetting about- right now only just smiled at me. Her skin is a creamy pale colour with burnt brown hair that dares to become red at the touch of light, her eyes sparkle with such a vibrant pink it's hard to never smile whenever I think of the child before me. I've named her Yuuki, because she was born at the time of snow. December 17, 1997.

The men from the Hanaki family looked at the door in union and saw a very beautiful woman standing in front of the door. Her figure was curvaceous, but her pretty face was frosty and murderous. She was Yagyuu Yukime! "How dare a woman show disrespect to our Hanaki family? I'll show you how strong the men of our Hanaki family are."

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

She says while helping me get to my feet. She’s a head taller than I am, with the athletic build of a ballerina… but Yukihime is different. Instead of conforming to the rules of being a Vega, she rebels at every turn. Where Luna Umiko was poised and proper, Yuki serves to break down everything they have taught her. All while wearing bright pink. “No worries. Everything okay?” I ask as I pick up my handbag. “You seem pissed. Wanna talk about it?” “YUKI!” Kira calls her and she rolls her eyes before nodding her head, so I pull her towards the hidden cellar I once took Kira to.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

"Hey! I'd love to chat. Your profile looks pretty awesome too. I was feeding my cat, that's why I didn't reply earlier. You look pretty in your profile picture” “Oh, he seems friendly,” Yuki said, her smile growing wider. “What should I say back?” Angela asked nervously. “Thanks. You look really handsome too”. Angela nodded and typed the words. “Thanks. Your profile said you love traveling. I am not really a travel person. What's your favorite place you've traveled to?” “Traveling? Yuki! I don't like traveling!” “My bad…just tell him Greece”. Yuki replied. Their chat conversation continued, Yuki watched with interest as Angela's excitement grew, her cheeks flushed with a rosy tint.

Instead, he agreed as she helped him lock up the bar. “ Thanks for dropping by,” Bazyli appreciated as they walked to Aly’s car. She wasn’t letting him ride his motorcycle in his tired state. “ You’re always welcome,” “ Yaaaaay! I’m happy for you." Ha-Yun said as Kimora briefed her on how her solo date went. “ Your first day out and you meet ‘The Jamal Ryker?’ How lucky can you be?” Yun teased her friend. “ Yeah, lucky me. How didn’t I know he was that handsome? Oh my gosh! His hair. He has such lovely hair.” She gushed over him.