Hoshi Meaning Mga Nobela at Kwento

I smiled victoriously on coming up with a perfect excuse to escape. "oh okay." he seemed slightly unbothered. "What's her name anywa-" he dropped a speaker while talking to me. Great! Couldn't expect anything less from the 'God of destruction'. I hurried forward to help him. "Her name is Yuri" That's the best name you could come up with hikari, seriously, I thought to myself. Yuri means a ghost in Japanese, I face palmed myself in my head. "oh Yuri," he giggled a little "pretty name"

“Why?’ She asks, closing her eyes three times while thinking about her dream that shakes her into the pain and horror of the past that she long buries deep inside her mind. “What does it all means?” She wonders why and what. While calming her nerves and holding onto the ceramic star ‘Hoshi’ that Daniela gifted to her. “This is not good.” She whispers while looking at the ‘Hoshi’. One of the treasures of the Gomez that protects her from harm and away from the spirits who wanted to possess her because of her ability aside from being the lightning twin and one of the holders that protects Daniela. “But then, the Hoshi is not reacting with anything. Or so far.”

Alora said. "You lots don't have to worry, I love danger, in fact I lived for it, it's my middle name." Hiro told her. Alora huffed out. She was tired. "Do you know what Equinox means Hiro?" Teagan asked. "Equinox? Correct me if I am wrong but is that not when the moon comes out to block the sun for a few hours before parting its way thereafter? You can also call it solstice." Hiro answered her and then raised one of his eyebrows when she looked at him with surprised eyes. "What? I know some things, I'm a fucking graduate, you are looking at the best student." he boasted.

- Miyuki asked in disbelief and with a little fear. - Unfortunately yes. Forgive me, honey, but this guy, Hoshi, from our class, asked me on a date today.- Yumiko explained.- You know how I like him so I can't miss this opportunity. He's perfectly perfect, exactly my type when it comes to looks. Now I have to see if it will be the same with the personality.- she spoke excitedly, and Miyuki, looking at her, couldn't take that chance from her friend.

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

She had no immediate comeback either. Eventually she gave a curt nod, then went back to her armor. Aya hugged Miyako, pressing her right ear against Miyako's belly – her very flat belly. "What will her name be in our tongue?" Aya's precious eyes sought out an answer in mine. "Suwais-urāni," I wracked my mind for the proper word usage. "Technically that means 'Bird that burns to ash' since there is no Phoenix in the Old Kingdom Hittite mythology. Neither flame – 'tāru', or fire – 'agnish' – convey the proper mystical meaning.

“What is it?“, She asked as he lifted a ball and held it out to her. Her tiny hands held it like it was a sacred item. He smiled. “It is a Horshi-no-tama, my dear.“, he stated. “What’s that?“, She asked as she looked up into his eyes. She was taken back for a moment as she realized they were yellow like a golden coin. “It is a ball that belongs to a kitsune. They guard them and when a human finds it the kitsune has to help that human.“, he said. “How did you get one?“, she asked. “It was gifted to me. People call me a Kitsune behind my back, or to my face. A long time ago that was given to me as a way to remember it was just words. However,, if I am a Kitsune and that is my Horshi-no-tama, a

Ugetsu greeted her. “Hi, there. Hisashiburi. Did I say that right? ” Jane says. “Yes.” I nodded. “Jeez, Hope is such a pretty flower, no wonder bees naturally swarm at her.” Casper says. “A beatiful flower indeed.” Ugetsu agrees. “My Takane no Hana”. “What? What did he say?” Casper asks. Takane no Hana literally means flower on a high peak. It means something out of one’s reach. Things that are beautiful to look at, but realistically, there is no way you can get them. Something that you want very much but can’t have.

Smooth. Quiet. Precise. Within weeks, a new jewelry company quietly appeared in Lunada City. Its name spread quickly among industry circles. Hoshika Jewelry. The name itself sounded foreign—an unusual blend of Sakura phonetics and modern branding. Insiders quickly noticed the subtle meaning behind it. Hoshi — star. Ka — a subtle nod to Cassy. A fusion of Kazuki and Cassy. The company launched with surprising efficiency. A modern glass building in Lunada's financial district was purchased and renovated into their headquarters. Two floors were converted into design studios and gemstone inspection rooms, while the lower level housed a newly built workshop with imported cutting machines from Sak

Possessive as always. His eyes track the damage on my face. The swelling. The bandages showing at my collar. His grip on my neck tightens and I feel the tremor in it, controlled, suppressed, the kind of tremor that precedes phone calls that end in body counts. "Hoshi," he snarls. [My star.] I haven't heard that word in months and my body is an idiot because it responds to it before I can stop it, some knot in my chest pulling loose against my will.