Haru No Sora Novels & Stories

A little while later, he noticed her soft breathing, which made his eyes twitch. "...you're already asleep?" Harika squinted his eyes. Then, a black fog surrounded him until he transformed into his human form. Harika, or Sora, raised his hand and reached. However, he hesitated for a moment before he gently patted Minerva's hair. As he patted her silver hair, he recalled his conversation with Santi. "Why were you so adamant about having a child? You lived so long without a child, yet you were doing fine." Sora asked with his brows furrowed.

"So, first I go with Neu's character. His name was Kei Hiyama, He was in the guild for a long time ago and he still protecting the base till now with the rest of the other guild members. Then, about Lolita. Her name was Minato Lolita, the same goes for Hiyama she was an old guild member that still living in the guild to protect it. Her teammate was Hiyama and both of them go on a quest together." After hearing Hikari introducing their character to them, they can tell that it looks like their character didn't have any connection to Hikari's character. So they asked Hikari about it "Then, what happen to your character? Reincarnated?" Hikari shooked his head and says that was not it. Since both

Vardan commanded, grabbing Sora’s hair and forcing his head up to face the gray mountain sky. Sora closed his eyes. He tried to feel the stinging flow of energy in his veins. He no longer fought it. He let the burn spread through all his nerves. Suddenly, a powerful pulse exploded from his heart. The air around them plummeted until Vardan’s breath froze instantly.

wow…. “It seems like you are going for a wedding” one of the makeup artist couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, “I am a lady but I can’t keep my eyes off of you” Aura smiled as she twirled in front of the mirror, even though she couldn’t keep her own eyes off of herself. Her phone rang again and she immediately answered when she saw the caller ID. “Are you ready?” Malcolm’s deep husky voice filtered into her ears. “Yes I am” she beamed.

she said with a tired smile. Knox grew serious. “You know what this is, don’t you?” Lydia’s face fell. Her voice was a whisper. “Yeah. It’s them. Harold and Thalia…” Knox turned away, his jaw clenching. “I hate this. I hate what the goddess did. Giving you a mate… then replacing it with someone else. Swapped scents. Swapped hearts. It’s torture.” “Don’t blame her,” Lydia said gently. “Maybe it’s a mistake. Or… it’s for a reason.”

The Hunter in the alley was named Sora. Twenty-three, half-Japanese, trained at a private facility in Oslo that had zero oversight body affiliation, which was the first signal that the program she'd come through had been operating in a deliberate gap. Adrian brought her inside after the event. She was still suppressed — not distressed, just limited, which she clearly hated in the specific way that people who relied on their ability hated not having it. She sat at the table in the back office and looked at all of us with sharp eyes and said very little.

My back soaked. "Sora..."

Haru replied, his voice barely audible as he drifted into a peaceful slumber, his body cocooned in the alpha’s strong arms. Jiro stayed still for a moment, listening to the steady rhythm of Haru’s heartbeat as it synced with his own, a testament to the bond they shared. He traced gentle patterns on Haru’s skin, marveling at how perfectly they fit together, as if they were made for each other.

Twilight POV Sora and I met up at a park. “I can’t get over how precious she is. What’s her name?” “Natsumi. She’s turning two in August.” “She's even more precious now. You better watch out because I might kidnap her one day.” She joked. “Short Stuff, funny running into you here.” Seriously, who else, that I know, will pop up? I have nothing against Hansuke, but still. “Speaking of, since when did you start babysitting?” He asked Sora.

Cynthia asked holding her ear as she strained to hear me. "A curse!" I repeated louder. The whole town was so quiet that if a pen had been dropped you would have heard it hit the ground a mile away. "Are you serious?!" Tom shouted causing us all to jump out of our socks. I groaned then realizing that I had jumped into a deep pond and was now treading deep waters. "Yes, I'm serious. Look I know it sounds crazy but it's true! A Sorceress in Louisiana made a pact with a Daemon. Unlimited powers in return for all the souls she could get by the next full moon," I charged through it.