Hinata Novels & Stories

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

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She mumbled sarcastically. “Why is that?” Conan cleared his throat, quite astonished with her sincerity. “Do you need to release your anger or something?” Hinata clenched the arm couch, her eyes narrowed in displeasure. “Sort of… yeah. Right now, I’m so emotional. I can barely think straight.” Conan’s sharp chin nodded. “Great, use that. Embrace the void.” “I see…” Hinata solemnly nodded. “Excuse me, what?” Only then did she realize something weird. “Are you asking me to act out according to my instinct?”

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.

Dai nodded his head in encouragement. Jai chuckled. “That’s something I would like very much. Thank you. How may I call you two?” “My name is Hinako! And that is my big brother Daisuke!” Hina introduced the both of them energetically. “We are the Matsuri siblings and this is Yuri-Matsuri inn!” Daisuke officially welcomed him. Jai looked curious. For an unknown reason, he heard that in Japanese, but he understood the meaning as both lily and jasmine. “The Lily and Jasmine inn? Yuri?”

"Break up with your girlfriend… Yeah yeah cause I'm bored You can hit it in the morning… Yeah yeah like it's yours". "I can't break up with my girlfriend but I wanna hit yours in the morning like it's mine". His husky voice interrupted me as he wrapped his arms around my waist, my back making contact with his solid torso. Turning around, I was greeted with a shirtless Lucian in black sweat pants that hung low on his waist. OMG! He keeps getting hotter. I've never seen him shirtless before. My subconscious screamed.

“Okay, okay, okay. Let go of meeeee.” “Good girl.” Hikaru said and patted her head. “Blegh.” Hina stuck her tongue out at him. Just then, it was their turn to board the ride. While Hikaru kept his tablet, Nozomi ordered the shikigami inside Hikaru’s shadow to sneak into Yosuke’s shadow. When it moved, Nozomi shivered again and rubbed her arms to settle her goosebumps. ‘Will this go away with time and experience?’

Bright

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.