Hot Hisoka Novels & Stories

He reached into his backpack with a conspiratorial grin and pressed a freezing cold, condensation-covered can into my hands. "For you! Ice-cold sparkling water. Found it hidden in the back of the freezer downstairs." He winked. "Drink up. It will help with the heat." In a 140-degree wasteland, a cold soda was worth more than gold. "This is too generous. Thank you." "Don't mention it, Eliza." Just as I was about to pop the tab, a violent, terrifying chill shot up my spine, making the hairs on my arms stand up. I whipped my head around.

Hot. …So hot. The weather's so hot. It's been a while since I last felt summer heat. Since I met Kuroyuki Shiroha, my concept regarding heat seems to disappear. Okay… it looks like I got here a little early. I might as well ask Mr Waals Junior regarding to 'that'. Activating my screen, I looked for Reus Waals's contact with my authorisation and contacted him through the IKAssembly. 'Morning, Reus Waals' I texted.

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.

I mouthed goodnight and grabbed Rai's hand and pulled him out of the room and to the kitchen for a snack. "Hoka's infatuated with you," He stated firmly and I nodded with a sigh. "It's just my unusual power that intrigues him," I replied. Rai comes up behind me and nibbles on my neck. "It could be just you, you're very sexy and a tasty God," he whispered breathlessly and I chuckled. "Hoka isn't interested in boys or girls, dear. He likes knowing things, he's studying everything and taking notes," I mumbled and grabbed a container of leftover steak.

And when the news of Hisoka's death reached his ears, he was celebrating hard. “Anyway, I am Hisoka, the Potential Lab Rat #38. Even so, I am not old. Still in my early 30s. So, please address me accordingly. So… HI!!” He waved both of his hands, grinning wide to the point flashing his white teeth and pink gummy.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

“This is still manageable. You should see the Odakyu Odawara Line during rush hour.” Heri chuckled. “Yeah… I used to commute on the Keio Inokashira and Tokyu Toyoko lines. Same deal—packed like sardines.” They stand close to each other. Sakura looked up at him, curious. “How tall are you, Heri-san?” “Me? Uh… about 178 cm, I think. You?” “164,” Sakura answered with a small smile. Outside the window, Rainbow Bridge shimmered faintly. Tokyo’s highways and skyline stand proudly in the morning light.