Haruka Face Reveal Novels & Stories

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me, my hands trembling upon seeing the very person who broke my heart, the person I loved so much with my every being was in front of me, in reality and not in my fucking dreams. My eyes welled up in front of me, the moment I saw Haru face to face, he was even more handsome and his hair was longer than before. I never knew he would be here, what is he doing here in my apartment and at this time of the night. "Umm…Are you okay, J…" "I'm fine,'' I quickly interrupted him. I didn't want him to mention my name in front of Haru and gave him a bright, forced smile. "Is this your friend, you've been telling me about,' Haru spoke up, not taking his

the man said and hung up the call. Tonia waved down a bike from the motion and they agreed on a fixed price. The new Kuje is the exterior part of Kuje. At first on the bike, Tonia thought she called the wrong location for the rider because of how stretchy it was. At some point, she began to wonder if has been kidnapped or not. A couple of minutes later, they arrived at the new Kuje. She was on the phone with Yax all this while, so it was easy to discover him among the crowd because he was the only one with a blue face cap.

She pretended to be busy again in front of the laptop. Haruka ate one rice roll and swallowed it first before speaking again. "Nat, she's not ugly, I tell you. Trust me when I say she's beautiful; she definitely is," she said. I nodded. I believe her. Haruka's very particular about the face and body structure of a person. Even though they are the shyest creatures, as long as they are handsome, beautiful, sexy, macho, and physically appetizing, she flirts with them no matter what.

He replied—then instantly regretted it. This felt way too much like insider trading. Standing in front of the science museum, Takuto was more nervous than the first time he ever chaired a board meeting. He had prepped three conversation lists, memorized recent economic data, and even built a crisis-response plan. Then Haruko appeared, wearing a soft blue dress, and his brain blue-screened again. “Kimura-kun?” she tilted her head. “Your face is all red—are you overheating?” “No! It’s… the UV index! Very high today!”

Kenji shouted. "Ugly attitude, garbage!" Haruko commented. Harah's triplet children were very excited and they were planning to rush to their aunt. When Harah stopped them. "Don't be narrow minded children. I don't have to explain anything to you, Aryah. Even if you die thinking about it. By the way, I didn't became G.R.O in Japan. I met our real father. And because he found out about the cruelty you've done I'm the only child he recognized." Harah said with a smile and passed the two. When Aryah frowned at what she heard.

Haruka added in the hope that what she thought was true. Claire stared at her friend. Haruka grimaced, "I'm sorry, I know your son's father is not a celebrity." Claire closed her eyes for a few seconds, as if hoping that when she opened her eyes, she would realize that everything that was happening was just a dream. But, when she opened her eyes, she was still in the same place and realized that she had been really stupid because she was still trying to deceive herself with false hope. "Who knows if he's a celebrity? Celebrities outside the very famous and his face is the target of women who make men want to have the same face as him. What do you think? It could be, right?" Haruka said.

Luke sarcastically said. Luke swirled the pasta in his fork before taking a bite. Haru's eyes were on him as he took his first bite. Luke kept his gaze down, not wanting to meet Haru's eyes. Haru reached his hand forward and wiped the sauce off of Luke's face with his thumb. Their eyes met as Haru licked off the sauce from his finger. Luke's heart skipped a beat as Haru's tongue dragged across his thumb.

The girl in the black sunglasses. A girl in a jeans jack, white top and pulled back hair sat with a group of seniors. The jawline was the same, the same full cheeks and small frame. They had to have the same chocolate eyes. The girl's hair appeared thicker and curly. Leah always straightened her hair. ‘What… the hell?’ Jordan whispered. Her skin felt like ice cream falling off a stick. ‘It’s so weird but that’s not the strangest part.’ Ruby said. ‘She claims she isn’t Leah, can you imagine?’

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.

She had been recognized! She looked up under the street light. It was Micah's strategist. His black mask was a mysterious veil, but the light shining upon it also sparked hope in Harmonia's heart. “Who… who are you?” She had a guess in her mind, but she couldn't confirm it. She needed to verify his identity. Harmonia raised her hand and removed his mask. The moment his incredibly handsome face appeared, Harmonia's trembling hand suddenly lost strength, releasing the mask, which fell to the ground with a faint sound.