Hyouka Light Novels & Stories

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

When he saw who's tugging her sleeve he saw Yunyun giving him the 'begging look'. Issei - *Sigh* Fine but you must listen to my commands. And my name is Issei Hyoudou by the way. Megumin became ecstatic, and Yunyun gave Issei a grateful look. Issei just give her a wry smile. Then suddenly he heard a voice Kazuma - PLEASE! TAKE US IN TOO! Aqua - Huh? What are you say- GEBOH! Kazuma suddenly do a dogeza and pulled Aqua down along with him when she's about to say something.

I tried to light up my palm but it didn't work. All of a sudden, a ray of light fell in front of me. And I noticed a figure in the darkness coming to the flashlight. It was a girl wearing a white gown. But her face was not visible to me until she stood in the middle of the light. It was Sianna. Staring at me with a bright smile. She was looking like an angel. Suddenly her face turned gloomy. Her eyes become moist all of a sudden. "Why didn't you come to save me from him, Rory?" Her voice cracked and tears began flooding from her eyes.

Isabella POV I felt something soft press against my cheek, a little paw. Chuckling softly, I reached out and my fingers brushed fur. Opening my eyes, I found myself looking into the curious gaze of a puppy. A surprised squeal escaped me as I picked her up, laughing as I ruffled her light brown ears. She was a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, a gentle little thing with big, warm eyes that practically glowed with sweetness. Holding her close, I hugged her gently, the joy bubbling up as she wriggled in my arms.

Now the fur was gone from my skin, but I was still traumatized. "You should answer when an Alpha asks you," reprimanded Rutherford, and I sighed. "So, she's Luna?" I said, pointing to the annoying girl who was staring at me with disgust. "Prospective Luna," Rutherford corrected, while Ikaros answered with a short 'yes.' "I understand now," I said coldly. So, this guy touched me just for his own pleasure, because he already had that snobbish woman as his partner. "Do you want some bread, perhaps? You look really pale and unhealthy," Rutherford said, ignoring the cold tone in my voice.

The stones on the Pagoda of Nations emitted beams of light like countless sharp swords, making Kanpei Ichiro hesitant to approach. These lights enveloped Kiran York tightly. The red light on Kiran's body, surrounded by white light, resembled a fiery sword or the tail fire of a rocket launching into the sky. The white light accentuated the scene, making it even more imposing.

Soul eaters, it was amazing how the idea of that didn't seem so ridiculous or alarming now. A shuffling behind caused me to turn around just as Julia walked in. She was holding a candle up high and didn't even bother trying to turn the lights on. I wondered what was wrong with the electricity. The candle's gentle glow hardly did anything to illuminate the room, but it was enough that I could see my bed was still being occupied by someone. I moved closer to it just as she was and when the candlelight touched the face a jolt of recognition and shock ran through me.

I watched them both, my eyes cool and detached, a smirk playing on my lips without me even realizing it. The second Rebecca's eyes met mine, she somehow mustered the strength to wrench herself from Nash's iron grip. "Joanna!" She hurtled toward me. However, just as she was about to reach me, a figure stepped in between us. In the blink of an eye, she was sent sprawling. Curled up on the ground, she whimpered in agony. I raised my head slightly, glancing at Elliott, and mentally gave him a high-five. Elliott looked down, catching my silent praise, and his lips quirked into a smug, lazy grin. "Don't mention it."

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.