Hiroto Kun Novels & Stories

Mizu sighed, "Can you please state your name? We just wanted to know it. We meant no harm, it's a trouble to just say, 'You' every time." The guy glared at her intently which Mizu didn't avoid and stared back undauntedly. The guy clicked his tongue, and finally say his name in this long fuss. "I'm Haruto, 16," he said, averting his gaze. The guy hiding at the back of Mizu, suddenly step out bravely, "Eh? Your 16? I'm older than you in one year, call me big bro, Haruto." Zhi was already acting casual.

"Who are you?" The question only left Ejima turning to the right and satisfaction welled in her stomach when she saw the owner of the voice hiding behind a huge tree. He still wore his hair in a braid and had tied them back to form a ponytail cascade. Even from the distance, Ejima could see the rich brown eyes and the gigantic features. He wasn't wearing those silly cowries, thank the gods, but his looks were...well. Ejima shrugged. "You look beautiful." That was an awkward thing to say and Ejima regretted saying them as the man walked out of his hiding place. Contempt and disdain marked his poise and expression.

I scoff. She knows who I'm working for. After all, she's being hunted by Odin. Kuma Hiroshi works for the police as a detective and keeps tabs on criminals wanted by Odin. From what I heard, Hiroshi was part of a yakuza before becoming a cop; his name means Bear, so he was prominent as a bear. Almost the same build as Snake, though I only heard from Odin. I have yet to meet the guy in person. I don't know the whole background story, but he left because he promised his deceased mother to live his life the way he wanted. So, he's married to an elementary school teacher and has three kids. "You make me sick. You are still lucky I haven't fucking killed you."

"Now, someone did make mention of the actual hello kitty's revenge sequel?" "Aww, come here, Suarez!!!" I said and hugged him. He embraced me tightly. "I take it that we get the actual revenge sequel?" He asked me. "Yup. And more. We have fun." I responded as I thought of the thrill that would come from clamping down on my husband's mistress, Hailey.

“You must be mistaken.” “When Edwin came to me before, he didn’t save me. He saved you and Denver.” “Hah! You’re too good at pretending, brat!” Denver laughed, furious. He then snapped his fingers before pointing at Harvey. “Get him!” Bang! Without hesitation, Hiroshi immediately stomped the ground and leapt forward. At the same time, he threw a devastating punch mid-air, filled with murderous intent. As the top talent in Island Nations’ Karate world of the younger generation, Hiroshi was confident in his skills.

He is a good man too, honest and helpful but what if I'm only searching for Eren in him? I can't do that to him. After grabbing the helmet, I put it on and with a deep breath, I hop on this Kawa after about nearly four years. My chest is automatically pressed against Erden's hard back and at that moment, my brain can't help but to remind me how familiar it feels. Stop it Hayat. He is not Eren. With that thought, I wrap my arms around his body till my hands rest firmly on his chest. Once more, his body reminds—

But before she could say anything the light switched on revealing the stupid grinning doe-eyed person holding her captive with his body. Sorin Kim. Again. This was ridiculous. Looking all hot with his grey sweatpants and hoodie and that stupidly ruffled hair. Standing behind the both you was the entire Bhatt family with Aarav rushing inside with a pillow in his hand and his hair ruffled up and his eyes half closed and cutely shouting out "Who's the food stealing maniac, I am gonna kill him!? " Followed by a grumbling Devika and their parents Janvi Bhatt and Manuel Bhatt.

“You mean ‘that’ list?” Chie nodded her head with a smile. “What’s his name?” Kiyo sighed internally, knowing there’s nothing she could do to stop her best friend. “His name is Haato. We call him Haato-kun.” Chie gasped softly. “Haato-kun. And his hair is red, like a blooming heart.” Chie moaned softly. “What a perfect combination.” “If you say it like that, yeah, but I don’t really see him as perfect.” Kiyo said.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that