Haru Okumura Novels & Stories

It was the next day and Luke was anxiously waiting for Haru to come by. Himiko cleared out some space in the office to give them room to talk. Haru finally came by and they were immediately pushed by Himiko inside the office. Himiko gave them a cheeky smile before closing the door behind her. Luke didn't hesitate as he pulled Haru into a kiss. Haru kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Luke's waist. Haru slowly pulled away and rested his forehead against Luke's "Lex," Haru breathed out.

“Nice to hear your annoying voice, Oren.” ***

Haruka was walking with her head up high, as if she would get her revenge today. Next to her was an Islander male wearing a robe, walking in with his eyes closed. He wore a white robe, and he seemed otherworldly. Harvey instinctively looked at him, thinking that he looked pretty familiar. Immediately, he remembered who he was. Harvey had met him back in the Flutwell. He was the representative of the Island Nation, Haru Miyamoto. He was most likely Haruka's backer, and she had probably shown off a lot using him. However, his face was all swollen after he slapped him back then.

, I asked panicking still holding the vase. The man turned towards me. He had a grin on him. He was quite handsome, clean shaven and had the same colour of eyes as Zen's dressed in suit. He came towards me holding a smile on his face. "I guess we haven't meet yet", he said to me still grinning. "You dont know me but I do know you". I looked at him confused. "You are Haru Salvador. Your parents are Andre and Sakura Salvador. You work at Mode offices. And recently you are involved with a guy name Zen Kirishima who also happens to be the crown prince of Japan" , he narrated out as if he has been stalking me for months.

"The guys share a look and turn their heads to a sink full of dishes which include a waffle maker. I gasp loudly as I can realizing that these traitors ate amazing food and didn't even bother sparing me one!! " Haru here is a big shot chef in Japan. He's got plenty of his restaurants and stuff. Of course, you would know this if you bothered to contact us. So he made us an amazingly delicious meal which you don't deserve!" Haru scratches the back of his head, his ears turn bright pink and his other half smiles brightly at me. The other two jerks just give me glares and suddenly I don't feel so safe, especially with all those knives that are within hand reach for them, plus it's making me unco

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

“HARU, you can come out now.” After only a couple of seconds, my best friend walks out. She looks good, all things considered. Haru is Asian, tiny as fuck. Her hair is styled in a bob cut now, and for once, it’s her natural color: black. The only thing that sets her apart from most Asians are her striking, piercing, cold blue eyes that make you wonder if she can see into your soul. Haru is a beautiful woman, but that’s exactly why Sir chose her in the first place.

“ Here are the papers you asked for. Oh, and someone named Maximo asked me to let you know he was going to stop by. “ I furrowed my eyebrows wondering if Romano was okay. I knew he would call me if there was a problem so I relaxed a little. “ Did he say what it was about? “ I asked. She shook her head and headed out of the office to her desk. I tried to concentrate on anything else other than Maximo’s visit but I couldn’t work. I was too worried as I couldn’t think of any other reason Maximo had for stopping by. No matter how much I tried to convince myself that he would have called if there was a problem, I was unsuccessful. I pushed those thoughts to back of my head and got a little work

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

Chapter 21- Chasing Hearts ... The day came when Lucy would meet Mr. Yamashita. The Japanese Founder of the Ongaku Company. To his surprise, he sent an email because he approved the composition. "Kanojo wa daredesuka? (Who is She?)" Mr. asked. Yamashita when he saw Amira just sitting quietly outside. The Japanese can see the girl because of the glass window surrounding the office where Lucy is now. "Who is he?" Translating the man with the Boss and pointing at Amira. "My Girlfriend Sir." He answered and saw the man whisper to Mr. Yamashita. "Kanojo wa anata no ongaku ni pittaridesu. Kanojo to hanashite, anata no myūjikkubideo no ichibu ni naru koto wa dekimasu ka? (She fits with your music.