Higuarashi Novels & Stories

It was written in caps lock. HI! IT IS MARIA. UJU IS DEAD. 9 13 9 19 19 21 SEE YOU SOON!

Grisha paused and said, "Next time, see if you can convince him to record your battles. What's username again?" "Yeah... I'll try," Alia nodded. "He calls himself 'Damaged Hercules'!" "Hmm... I too am curious about this hidden veteran."

I shouted, looking at him intently. "Ms. Kim Ahri Gaumond, I'm not making fun of you. You know what it is," he replied bluntly.

It was really true that Dana Hamilton was a mother to Clara. Philip looked at the Harriot in the picture, he was smiling without the effort of pain and a wave of bitterness swept through Philip. He felt like losing his mind for a second by lamenting the fact that he had met them again but he knew better than to lose his control. He tucked his phone into his pocket and looked at the painting one more time.

Of course, those were just contact lenses, but those only made him appear even more warlike. He was barely a head taller than me, which was probably because I wore platform shoes. "Who are you?" I asked softly, obviously admiring him. The corners of his mouth turned up before he breathed out at me in a rusty voice: “Who am I, the Hikizuri wants to know? I'm nothing more than a fighter."

No weird is that there was a gigantic queen of hearts playing card, holding an equally giant flamingo like a croquet mallet hitting a brightly colored hedgehog curled into a ball. I screamed as she bent over to look at me through her legs. “You don’t belong here. Time to get rid of you before you ruin everything.” She declared before striking the hedgehog with all her might, the poor flamingo’s skull smacking into this creature, sending it rolling through her legs at me.

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

she asked. The guard hesitated, his eyes darting nervously. “It’s Victor. He’s... he’s been ambushed.” To Be Continued...