Novel & Cerita Hiro Shimono

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

His image is like a guardian angel, who came to rescue me from the cruelty in the eyes of the man I once loved. Hiroki's maneuvers are amazing, he manages to defeat many soldiers with just a sword; he pushes Satoshi to a wall leaving him without any advantage hitting his head without being able to move, more soldiers appeared until we were surrounded. Hiroki stood in front of me as a human shield preventing them from doing any damage to me, however, he couldn't do much since we were already surrounded.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

I walked outside to spread some clothes and I ran in immediately. Laman stood on the floor, his legs shaking. He had fully shifted into a small wolf pup with blue fur. He was wagging his tail repeatedly while Leo was hailing him, clapping his hands and laughing. The shift had torn his clothes to pieces and a large piece of the crib was laying just beside him. “Laman!” I whispered, carrying him up quickly before anyone would walk past the open door and try to attack him. His little wolf form was warm and soft on my neck. Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing

He tells me stories between rounds (how he once cooked for an emperor who tried to pay him in severed heads, how my mom was a shrine maiden who laughed at gods and made the best miso soup in three prefectures). Every time I land a hit that actually makes him grunt, he looks so proud I almost cry (almost, because tears evaporate at 2,000 °C). At dusk he finally calls it. I’m sweating embers, armor humming like it’s purring, arms shaking from holding back more power than I’ve ever touched. Kōjin shrinks to human size (still eight feet tall, but trying) and slings an arm around my shoulders. Kōjin (quiet):

I looked over and saw that the man was holding the tome again. “Daire Krvna the only surviving member of the Krvna coven. You shall bond with Lucrezia. Take your ceremonial blade and make her bleed.” Daire gently grabbed my arm. He caressed me with his thumb no doubt trying to soothe the panic that was slowly starting to rise in me. He ran the blade across my forearm. Blood started to pool and drip. Daire then handed me the blade. I was suddenly light again. I got to my feet. This time when the tome was placed back on the podium and the man started to chant it didn’t enter my body the same way it just had. This time Daire dropped to his knees. His hands flew to his temples. He ground his tee

” “Now that I’ve told about myself, are you ready to tell me about yourself?! We do not have to dive into anything heavy, just about you. Current hobbies, work life etc.” “Hi I’m Capri, I’m 31 years old and I a currently a SM at a chain of acquisition convenience stores. My hobbies includes reading, painting and paddle boarding.” “I’ve been anxious and maybe a little depressed lately.”

I moved it to Alpha Kilhan’s plate, and just when I turned the spoon over, Betty slid her plate underneath, causing the skewers to fall on her plate. I raised my head to look at her, wondering why she did that. “Kilhan doesn’t eat seafood. He’s allergic.” She uttered with a smile. “He prefers salmon.” She added, putting some salmon on his plate. “Thank you, Betty.” He answered with a grin. I let out a feeble smile and sat down as I continued to eat my food in silence. ‘I really don’t know anything about him.’

"I have an announcement to make. As you all know, our pack has been without a Luna for a while now. But tonight, I proudly present to you our new Luna, Lyra!" The pack erupted into cheers and applause, their faces beaming with excitement. I forced a smile, trying to hide my discomfort. Sage's hand wrapped around mine, pulling me closer as he led me to the center of the dance floor. The music began with a slow melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heart. Sage's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing as we swayed to the music. I felt like a puppet on strings, dancing to his tune. As the dance went on he didn’t say a word but stared deep within my soul making my heart hammer, Sage's vo

Mr Caine motioned for silence and the room soon became quiet once more. "Now that you all got the chance to take it in, I'd like to introduce Xavier Persons," he introduced polite clapping following his statement, as the door opened a man appears shaking his hand. Confidence radiated off his 6'1 figure, his black hair combed perfectly, his navy blue tailored suit holding his perfectly sculpted body. All eyes were on him but he went unfazed as he turned to face the room.