Hatsu Haru Fruits Basket Novels & Stories

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

The party continued with unending introductions, unwanted compliments, unreal smiles, and business talks. From afar, Harold watched everyone. He has the Yaru stone so no one can notice his presence. Harold is sitting on the branch of a tree, and he finished the pizza by himself. How can he finished eight slices all by himself? A beast is a beast, indeed. “This is tiring. I need to stretch.” He was about to remove his wireless earphones so he could go for a quick exercise but... "So that girl is Alpha Brett’s girlfriend and she’s from Cadieux family?"

"I use a voice changer in the game." Then I casually mentioned details that only the two of us would know. "During last week's cross-server battle, you took three ultimate spells from the opposing mage just to save me. I still haven't repaired that epic-tier longsword that dropped." Lewis's eyes lit up immediately. His usual cold, aloof expression vanished, replaced by genuine surprise and excitement. "It really is you. You look even better than your photos, easily a hundred times better." The comments erupted in outrage. "Holy crap, Heather really has no shame."

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

“You aren’t forgetting your obligations.” No, I think, my fingers already numb where they wrap the basket’s handle. I never forget them; they bloom under my ribs like something poisonous and stubborn. Aloud I say, “No, sir.” He steps aside without touching me and I slip past, heartbeat thudding. When I reach my station, Hara takes the basket and dumps marjoram into her pot with a satisfaction that’s almost smug. “Good leaves,” she says. “You didn’t bring me the stems. I hate stems.”

“So it will be two grated ice? Berry fruity, or fruity fruity flavor? Or just one flavor each?” Darrion looked excited. “Oh there’s mixed berry flavor? How does that taste like?” Haru took two bowls from the shelf and put them in front of Jai and Darrion. “Just a bit sweeter than the fruity fruity, and a little bit sour. Light flavor and personally, I like it better.” Darrion’s eyes sparkled. “One please!” while Jai pushed his empty ice bowl slightly. “I ordered cold ocha.” Haku smiled and took the bowl back. “Oh, alright.”

“Miss Madell wanted to contact Reese. I thought that was so odd since Madell hates Reese so much. And…” “I wanted to hear more about that.” Cris turned around and saw Harriet entering the room with a basket of fruits. “Omg!” Cris gasped. She hurriedly stood up and bowed her head to give respect. “H-Hello, Miss Harriet. I mean, miss Nadia.” Smiling while carrying a basket of fruits, Harriet walked closer to Cris.

Naturally, the three brothers came into the hallway to see a most shocking sight. Standing and with his yukata haphazardly undone was Isaac, who was pulling at Haru on the floor. Haru was wearing a red kimono, which was also haphazardly undone on his body, revealing petal-smooth skin. His face was simply beautiful and divine to look at, especially with the dark hair framing the soft features and the sensual lips that were painted a deep-red color. Aiden swallowed hard at the sight of Haru in such an exotic outfit, and more so, in such an erotic position. Naturally, Noah found the sight too much of a turn-on for him as well and swore under his breath.

“Just us.” Breakfast waited in the same serene dining room as before. Low table, floor cushions, the gentle clink of porcelain against lacquer. Sakura wore pale lavender today, her hair pinned with a single jade comb shaped like a crane. Haruto sat at the head in quiet charcoal, already reviewing something on a slim tablet while sipping matcha. Dante,black cashmere sweater, dark jeans, sleeves pushed to his elbows, settled beside me, one hand resting casually on my thigh beneath the table the moment we knelt.