Ichimaru Hime Novels & Stories

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

Fatu added "Fatu, you amaze me, I know you're smitten by one of the slave maidens that came along side Amira, I've seen the way you look at her" Kamur said "That reminds me Amir, I wanted to ask if you could sell Cara to me, I'll be ready to pay just any thing" Fatu pleaded "As a way of making up for my absence from our wrestling match I'll give you both one slave each without any cost of which you'll make your choice.I'll order my guard to bring them to your house this evening" Amir said

“Our Queen will be out shortly, and we can discuss what she expects from you going forward over breakfast.” “Yes, my King. Would you like me to serve you now or wait for the Queen?” I can tell Xim is in shock as he reaches for a plate and pulls back. Even I’m not used to this level of servitude. “We can wait.” I wink at Xim, and he nods again. It isn’t long before the bathroom door opens. Kimarhi steps out in her robe, followed by a billow of steam. To say she is smoking was an understatement. Ringing out her hair with a towel, she grins, locking eyes with me.

“Well, when I shared confused flashbacks with the Ayakashi, I saw that she once posed for a portrait and I finally recalled where I had seen her before. I tried going to the library to confirm my theory. You can imagine how frustrated I was because I was only around 60% confident about my memory and I desperately wanted to confirm it. As it turned out though, I may have had the ability to pass through walls, but I couldn’t move stuff or even turn a page. Needless to say, I had to endure my impatience longer and I just came back to the library another time once I had re-materalized.” “Who was she?” Aki asked, feeling her heart quicken. “Himiko Henka,” Sasha answered casually. He was met with

Lady Meiji sensed Kiran's brief emotional fluctuation, but seeing him quickly regain composure, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. "It seems my charm isn't enough to turn you into a wild beast," she remarked casually. Her body then gracefully leaped into the air, seemingly floating, and landed lightly on the tatami mat. She lay on her side, supporting her head with her right hand, looking even more seductive and filled with endless tenderness. At this moment, Lady Meiji seemed like a gentle, silent water flow, capable of melting the hardest hearts, making even the most unyielding people fall for her.

Yet she was so faithful a wife, and her character so patient, that she never allowed a reproach to escape her lips, or a frown to mar the sweet sadness of her face, and she was ever ready with a smile to welcome her husband back or usher him forth wherever he went. At last the day came when the Prince Yamato Take must depart for Idzu and cross over the sea to Kadzusa, and he bade his wife follow in his retinue as an attendant while he went to take a ceremonious farewell of the Princess Miyadzu. She came out to greet him dressed in gorgeous robes, and she seemed more beautiful than ever, and when Yamato Take saw her he forgot his wife, his duty, and everything except the joy of the idle prese

As the sunshine from the slit in the drapes made contact with the diamond stone on that engagement ring, it gleamed. For some reason, the mood in this room seemed really dreary. It's as though the grief — misery had permeated the entire space, from corner to corner. The ring was worn by Ida Okino Mitsuko, a half-Japanese, half-American actress based in Japan. She secured a contract with a famous firm and has become the most successful actress in her country, making her a well-known billionaire throughout Asia.

And what about Henry? "Maxwell, he has an obsession with captivity," Flora murmured. Betty spoke out in fear, "Miss Chiyoko is the niece of the Yota Gang's leader, Itou Tokugawa. If he dares to imprison her, it means we shouldn't provoke Big Young Master." So Chiyoko is a Japanese girl, Flora thought to herself. She didn't expect Betty to know so much, so she couldn't help but ask eagerly, "Is that Japanese girl really involved with the Second Young Master?"

Lord Sten asked, wandering his eyes around to see fifty healthy warriors, riding in horses. “We hath come in caution for some robbers proliferated our way here. We come in peace and if thy wilt give us the permission, may we see the princess?” The two lords saw a black haired woman on her strange clothing spoke upon getting out the carriage. Dari bowed in respect before her as well as the other warriors most especially that the woman in blond joined the first woman. “I am Shima, the tribe physician.” She turned towards Chaerin. “This is our chief of the defense, Chaerin”

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.