Himiko X Kokichi Novels & Stories

"So, first I go with Neu's character. His name was Kei Hiyama, He was in the guild for a long time ago and he still protecting the base till now with the rest of the other guild members. Then, about Lolita. Her name was Minato Lolita, the same goes for Hiyama she was an old guild member that still living in the guild to protect it. Her teammate was Hiyama and both of them go on a quest together." After hearing Hikari introducing their character to them, they can tell that it looks like their character didn't have any connection to Hikari's character. So they asked Hikari about it "Then, what happen to your character? Reincarnated?" Hikari shooked his head and says that was not it. Since both

She read slowly, then smiled slightly—an eerie smile that was more terrifying than anger. “Finally, they’ve taken the bait...” she whispered. In front of her, a subordinate knelt respectfully. “Mr. Yuzinkhov has stated he is ready to cooperate, Miss Hideko,” the man reported. “On the condition... blood must be spilled before the month changes.” Hideko exhaled cigarette smoke, her eyes gleaming sharply like a razor. “Good,” she said lightly. “Then... let’s arrange a little blood rain at Edgar Kingston’s birthday party.”

“Well, when I shared confused flashbacks with the Ayakashi, I saw that she once posed for a portrait and I finally recalled where I had seen her before. I tried going to the library to confirm my theory. You can imagine how frustrated I was because I was only around 60% confident about my memory and I desperately wanted to confirm it. As it turned out though, I may have had the ability to pass through walls, but I couldn’t move stuff or even turn a page. Needless to say, I had to endure my impatience longer and I just came back to the library another time once I had re-materalized.” “Who was she?” Aki asked, feeling her heart quicken. “Himiko Henka,” Sasha answered casually. He was met with

Of course, she is the only one who is marked by us all, so far, therefore the only one who is complete. “Do you need a few minutes or half an hour? I mean you can fuck again. I can tell the bond is complete between you two because it was like a key just opened a floodgate inside my soul, but I know how the mate bond is because I want to come in there and fuck you both. However, I have strawberries, whipped cream and Japanese style matcha pancakes, with match lattes out here and we can fuck after,” Hikaru giggles through the door. “Clothing is optional, but I have some silk robes and Asim looks cute in them.”

Hearing that, Sachiko grinned. “Haha…, finally you acknowledge me as a powerful magical girl. But I don’t really care, because my goal here is to give you more painful torture.” Sachiko focused her gun on the woman in the white dress. “FEEL THIS, CHAIRPERSON ISABEL!!” BANGG She shot the glass bullet targeting the Trossbourgh girl's neck. Isabel just stood there without doing anything. But when the glass bullet almost hit her neck, a mysterious voice was heard clearly in her ears.

He was injured himself from fighting those enemies yet he still came here to protect me. “Die!” Yoshimoto shouted. As he took a step back, Mōri Shinsuke threw a spear at him. As he turned to deflect it using his sword, Hattori Koheita came up to him and swung his sword, decapitating him in the process. Yoshimoto’s head fell from his shoulders and rolled in front of me. Seeing his decapitated head sent a chill down my spine. “Are you alright, my lady?” Hideyoshi offered his hand to help me stand up. I shook my head and told him I couldn’t stand. Nobunaga came rushing towards me.

Every inhale was full of the spicy, smoky scent of the man standing next to her. It was foolish to think about anything but their mission at the moment, yet standing this close to him, her hand actually resting on his muscular, tense bicep where he braced himself against the wall, all of her thoughts revolved around lifting herself on her tiptoes and pressing her lips to his. It was a foolish game, something a young girl might preoccupy her thoughts with, not the mature thoughts of a woman who was on her way to steal a precious gem from an evil king. A warrior would never let herself get distracted by the luscious lips of a dragon shifter when she needed to be concentrating on her task at ha

She found herself tracing the lines of his biceps, marveling at the raw power that lay beneath his skin. As they locked eyes, Aqua felt a surge of electricity pass between them, the intensity of their connection almost tangible. And in that moment, she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the taste of him against her mouth. Damon responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her closer. Aqua's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of his body as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. But as their kiss deepened,Aqua's mind began to wander. In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running

She stopped in front of the table and poked the girl on the head. It distracted the girl and she looked up. The little girl stood up immediately. “Kiyo nee-chan!” Kiyo smiled. “Hi, Kiyoko-chan.” Shitone made a sound like ‘ammh’ to the little girl, and the girl giggled and took Shitone’s small hands. “Shi-chan, how are you? You look beautiful today.” Shitone replied her with baby words. “Are you doing homework?” Kiyo asked Kiyoko. Kiyoko nodded. “Yes. It’s monstrology.”

Eiko sat seiza, precise, silver-streaked chignon unyielding, fox-sharp features softened only by pearl earrings, swaying judgment. I lowered, opposite an athletic frame, folding disciplined despite the South Side itch to bolt, hazel eyes locking her piercing dark. She poured matcha in a slow ritual, jade-ringed fingers steady as katana strikes, bowl extended in two-handed reverence, masking steel. "Nia Whitaker," she said, Tokyo clip weaving English silk, "you intrigue. Kenji's crisis queen, dismantling his careful chaos. Drink." Bitter green coated my tongue, grounding the unease prickling my scar above the brow. "Intrigue's mutual, Eiko-san. Inviting the enemy to tea? Bold play for a woman