Hanabi Yasuraoka Mga Nobela at Kwento

- Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Ren Shibasaki didn’t turn around from his position before the gravestone of Tatsuya Fujiyama even when the sound of light crunch of gravel beneath shoes reached his ears. He merely stood there, eyeing the words engraved in the gravestone, with his hands stuffed in his pockets even when he knew Yuri and Tohya were both standing behind him. It was when Yuri sighed when he finally turned around. “I hope that we aren’t intruding,” she said apologetically.

an old man sang his joy away. Murai cleaned his face with his palm. He hurled the decapitated head away, and it landed on the ground, rolling over and over again. He ran down to join his brothers in gyration. They danced in excitement, swinging their hands in a dance of honor for a man due for it. When they were tired, they settled down on the ground, anticipating an explanation of what had just happened. Murai was ready to tell them. He still couldn’t believe it himself. What had just happened? Now that the adrenalin had finished pumping, he was faced with the reality of his actions.

Is my question funny? "Of course I speak fluent Japanese." Hyun Seok said as he reached into his jacket pocket. And then, he handed his ID Card to me. "What the hell?!" I was really surprised. Because this is real, when I read the name on the ID card. "Rai Yamashita." I read his name, over and over again. "Yamashita? Why is your last name the same as Kazuo?" ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Grandma Hanabi entered the kitchen again after she gave Haku the new batch of food. She heard sounds from the back room and decided to have a peek. She lowered the heat of the stove and tip-toed to the back room’s doorway. She saw Jai and Darrion sitting around the table and enjoying the snacks and the grated ice that Haku had re-frozen. But the other guy, the windlet with messy spiky hair but charming smile, was nowhere to be seen.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

Because of this, she was rather anxious. In spite of that, the smile on Sakura’s exquisite face remained. “Since Sir York wants to play, we should have fun with him as well.” “After all, Sir York is a powerful character worth billions of dollars. A billion yen for him is no different than fifteen dollars anyway.” Aya let out a sigh of relief. She initially assumed that Harvey was a professional gambler. But after Sakura hinted to Aya that Harvey was simply rich and nothing more, her confidence returned. Aya pulled out her right hand to grab the dice cup. The cup spun midair, and crisp clacks could be heard from the inside.

But his eyes knit, finding a total stranger sitting next to him, her eyes are on him, blushing. " Excuse me! This seat is taken." Marquis frowns, speaking to Hanabi who just tucks her hair behind her ear. " Don't worry about it. I am family too. Right? Aunt!" Hanabi grins and looks at Mrs Turner who is not minding anything. " This is Hanabi Woodson, my niece and a gynaecologist." " Hello!" Hanabi holds her hand to shake. " Hello! But if you don't mind, vacant my wife's seat. She will sit here!"

×Jamie× Spending my birthday with Higan was amazing. Even though it was just one addition to the party, it felt like a huge barrier had been broken. I've never seen my sisters be so friendly to someone else before and the interaction was adorable. I watched as the twins and Higan played a boardgame that Higan won twice already. The twins were focused as they discussed strategies while Higan looked like he could play it with his eyes closed. He should probably go easy on them since they are children, but Darcy would kill me if I said that out loud.

The boy grumbled and disappeared through the leaves. Ejima continued to pick up the yams, not knowing why her husband would want to distract her from this work. It was his responsibility to harvest the yams, but she had opted to do it herself because the King had invited him. Picking up some cassava leaves that had fallen, she covered her basket but paused when she heard the approaching footfalls. "Morning rose," Someone said. Ejima's bulging stomach jutted when she heard the sweet voice. "I was coming to meet you, my love,"

Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended, Tachibana Hana waved her hand toward Monica again, but it was Sorata who was excited. Looking at this idiot, Monica decided to ignore him for now, but then, he didn't notice that there was another harem protagonist inside this hall that seemed to be jealous when he saw how Tachibana Hina was waving her hand toward the direction of Monica since even an idiot could tell who Tachibana Hina was waving her hand for.