Haru Blush Blush Novels & Stories

I was standing just outside Jaden's office, waiting for him to come out. "I love your dress" Haru said, giving me a brilliant smile. I was wearing an emerald, sleeveless dress which had a high neck. The dress had a long slit on the side and was ankle length. Haru was also rocking a white dress. It was the first time I was seeing her in one. "Thanks" I responded to her compliment. "It's okay to be nervous. Heck, I would be nervous if I was in your shoes" Haru stated and I embraced her, a smile tugging at my lips.

I wash and shave every square inch of my body, worried Harvey will touch me and feel a stubble of hair. I use some of Harper's new body wash that smells like vanilla yogurt, and when I get out, I pluck my eyebrows with nothing but a towel wrapped around me. Water streams down my legs and gathers at my feet. Once my eyebrows are pristine, I look for the next thing to fix — my nails. I shape them and remove the chipping blue polish, replacing it with Harper's soft pink color.

Haru Aiden’s deep timbre came firmly, which drew my attention to him. “Isaac, stop leading Haru astray. Haru is fine the way he is,” he said, which instantly made me blush. Yeah, I blushed a lot in front of him and knew it wasn’t normal. Girls blush when a hot guy talks to them. An eighteen-year-old boy shouldn’t blush when his older stepbrother was talking to him. He continued saying, “I’d worry if he goes and does things like that too soon. His body is too fragile.”

Face flushing at the very thought, she set down her tea. “You know,” Blue slouched in her chair as the man leaned forwards. Elbows bracing the sides of his plate and suit so close to falling in his soup dinner, the girl found her upper lip curling in every discouragement she could manage. Yet smiled sweetly. “If you want me to put a good word in for you over at Harvard, I’m more than happy to,”

ELDRIC As I push the glass door open, a wave of chemical scents slaps me in the face—hairspray, nail polish, lavender-scented something. I blink. I just want a trim. That’s all. “Welcome to Blush & Blade! Do you have an appointment?” a chirpy voice calls out. Then I see her, and my brain short-circuits. Ruby. The one with the sass, the eyes, the perfect smile. She’s in a black apron, with a comb tucked behind one ear and a fierce red lipstick that could start wars. Her eyes meet mine and narrow immediately, like a cat spotting a laser pointer.

Harlow orders, bouncing in her seat. I do as I’m told, feeling the soft brush against my eyelids. “What color are we starting with?” I ask, keeping my voice as neutral as possible. “Blue and purple!” she chirps happily. Of course. “So, like… war paint?” “Like a rainbow warrior!” I peek one eye open, catching my reflection in the mirror. “Princess, I look like I just got punched by a unicorn.” Harlow beams, nodding in approval. “Exactly!”

Better to begrudgingly accept being awake that teased by the notion of a nap, only to be jarred out of it violently. Haru’s chocolate eyes of his are as wide as I’ve ever seen them when is ever scruffy head turns to the back of the class. That nose of his really could track a fart through water, but even I get that Ayame’s here, and even if it’s a little sweeter than usual. There is no mistaking her unique botanical scent……… 5: Hiro - The Canopy

"Troy, Benley just told us how he spent an hour styling his hair this morning." "Yikes! What a waste of an hour," Troy comments with a flinch of sympathy. Annoyed, I reach over and grab his cherry nose before tossing it away from our table. "Fetch, Toy!" I say and gesture to the red cherry rolling away.