Hikaru Ouran Novels & Stories

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

Replied Merek. “Do you want to be an Oracle?” asked Jidana with a smile. “Yeah, that’s it.” Replied Merek. Just then Arnold returned with six cups of Raspberry tea and set them on the table. They were soon joined by Dedria and Sacre who just returned from the study and landed on the table. “Lady Petragram, it’s so nice of you to join us.” Said Arnold. “Who are they?” asked Sacre using thought speak looking at Jidana.

His eyes seemed like they were glowing and his lips curved into a smirk, he stood for a while in the shadows, his hands inside his pockets. "It's nice to see you again, Adharia Navier Valler. Have you been waiting long?" Platinum blonde hair, brushed by the stars themselves. Clear cerulean orbs paired with a sharp jawline. No doubt, this man right here is Sanji Haru Stuart. My favorite and most trusted spy. His name is a combination of Japanese and American, it's kinda weird but attractive at the same time. I must admit, he really is handsome. I might as well start my own harem, heh.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

“Are you sure? Athena told you that?” Blake nodded. “Yes, sis. Just have a little patience; she is going to come back.” “But I need her now! For the Ball, for our mate! Tell Athena to connect with her—to come back and claim our mate!” Blake sighed. “I know, but…” “Hey, Blake!” a stern voice interrupted them. The sisters turned to see a young boy, about Blake’s age, approaching. He had short, wavy hair, small eyes, and a well-defined but not pointed nose. He was slightly muscular.

This is perhaps, a prologue about the secret of my partner who hasn’t acknowledged me yet— Kuroyuki Shiroha. Also a very slight reveal of my mysterious background. ’Once registered, your ID will be set as ‘Anonymous #2207’. Is that okay?′ Yes. WELCOME TO KUROYUKI SHIROHA`S FANCLUB~!!! Kuroyuki Shiroha (黒雪 白羽) Race: Human

Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended, Tachibana Hana waved her hand toward Monica again, but it was Sorata who was excited. Looking at this idiot, Monica decided to ignore him for now, but then, he didn't notice that there was another harem protagonist inside this hall that seemed to be jealous when he saw how Tachibana Hina was waving her hand toward the direction of Monica since even an idiot could tell who Tachibana Hina was waving her hand for.

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" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

I saw Eula approaching me. "Again, sir. I'm sorry on behalf of my friend. She's a newly recruited member of the suicide cup event and doesn't have a single idea of who we are. I'll just remove her-" my eyes widened and glared at Eula. "Don't. As I've said, she's my prey, and I won't let her escape.." he fixed his coat first before smirking at me. "Welcome to Suicide High, Miss Florence Mil. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here because I'll surely do." He said and left the room.