Hashiras Novels & Stories

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

"Flowers are for everyone!" "What will I give him?" Serra could really tell how excited she was in her tone. Haris has been out for almost three weeks now on their trade from Layu Village, which is south from Sirka. They trade their goods with their fresh fruits and other harvest. "Roses? Or how about Lilies? Or Morning glory? Pink daisies?" It's funny how love can make someone so paranoid.

Charlie suddenly thought of something and he told Yahiko, “By the way, Mr. Ito, I will have to trouble you to help me to do something else.” Yahiko hurriedly replied, “Please tell me what it is.” Charlie replied, “What is the name of the vice-chairman of Nippon Steel who was negotiating the terms of the contract with Jasmine before this? Is he called Hashimoto Kazumi?” “Yes.” Yahiko nodded and said, “His name is Hashimoto Kazumi!”

“What are you talking about, great one? Have I by error or omission offended you?” “Tufia kwa gi.” The native doctor spat, “Ichoro ino na-ana mara egbe di ime, okwa ya (you want to determine the pregnancy of a hawk by looking at it, right?). You have failed. Bet me, you have failed.” “But wise one, I don’t understand what you are talking about,” Ejima frowned but did not meet those dark eyes. “You will not understand until nemesis catches up with you.” The Dibia hissed and continued down the path, cursing and fussing.

Regita was very excited this afternoon, more than three times she has seen herself in a mirror. Regita wanted to make sure that her appearance was okay, this afternoon she would meet Langit, her professor and favorite writer. Regita did not want to miss that opportunity, she wanted to learn much from him. On her way out of the room, Aira suddenly came and teased her. "How beautiful you are, where are you going hmmm..,?" Said Aira with a seductive smile.

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

his whisper was so soft. Lisa turned to her right side, looking at Maxim with her glossy yellow irises beneath the remnants of the twilight light. There was a loud howl from Jase who also turned his human body into a grayish-black hairy wolf form. From the look in his eyes, Jase looked annoyed and happy. He was happy to see his eldest daughter being able to transform like himself, he was also upset that Lisa had attacked him first.

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

"Oh, that's fuck up." She look at his wristwatch and let out a deep breath. "I need to go. You do your part, act as Hilary as you could." after he said that he disappeared. Why do I need to do this? What is the purpose? What is the intention? I read some Thiera Luna works in Good Novel and when sleep kick in I put my phone in the side and fall asleep.

She wondered how they were in some sort of magical place yet there were crocs. Mrs. Hasse looked over to the supposed woman. “And who might this young one be?”, she smiled at the silver-haired woman in front of her. Hughes stood in attention as he respects the Witch of Neverwhere. “Madam Hasse,”, he lowered his gaze as if to bow. “She is Selina, the heir of Kósmima.” The old woman chuckled. Selena meanwhile, was left baffled by what Hughes said. “Or that is what you might think she is.”