Ichimaru Hime 소설 & 이야기

Chimere held her hand down trying hard to control herself when her hands went up and a hot slap landed on Iris's face imprinting five fingers. “You may be a Golden but it takes more than that to be the princess and that extra ingredient is the surname Copper, which you do not have. Now get down your high horse for this may lead to more damage than you can imagine” Chimere walks out leaving Iris Storming her feet on the ground.

History records that female Hamu Kamina were always looked down upon when compared to male Hamu Kamina, especially with their physical abilities being below those of men. They were always underestimated doing various things other than kitchen work. However, that suddenly ended after a daughter of a simple mining entrepreneur who would become the First Queen of Archipelahia, Amanda Fatir, found a magical mineral that changed their fate throughout Kamina's history.

A single sheet of living fire lands on the kitchen table during breakfast, hovers, and unfolds itself into perfect kanji that translate in my head the second I look at them. To Seras Himuari Nakamura and her chosen court Kōjin, God of Flame, Hearth, and Kitchen Disasters, requests the honor of your presence Purpose: overdue family reunion + one legendary relic Bring: the sun-girl, the storm queen, the dragon, and whoever keeps stealing my sake Dress code: fireproof P.S. The Shogun Armor of Inferno has chosen its next bearer. It’s time. The paper burns away into cherry-blossom embers.

The way her hair tumbles down her shoulders, bouncing with each step she takes. Carter's wife. My rival's granddaughter. Fuck me. I want her. I want to watch her mask of civility unravel. I want to see what Kazuo's prim and proper granddaughter looks like falling apart on my cock. Allera Akiyama is nothing like I imagined. Hearing about Kazuo Akiyama's cherished and beloved granddaughter, I imagined someone else. Someone better suited to the title "Princess of Horror". A high strung, dark haired beauty with haughty eyes, a kimono, and a god complex.

Elijah blinked, turning the screen to me. It was still open to the picture of her wearing a red kimono worn in a way that showcased her large breasts, and the way she was sitting, her left leg was exposed up to about mid-thigh. “Yep. That’s Granny Yūri in her prime.” I waggled my eyebrows. “So our Riko gets her sex appeal from her.” he nodded.

Decked in smokey gothic makeup, a black choker around her neck with a ring piercing in one of her nostrils and two tiny round silver balled piercings in her right brow, she maintains her funny smile as she stretches a hand with nails painted black at me. “I’m Welma, and I know I must’ve surprised you. Girls like Kitra never learn the simple way so it’s best to challenge her like that, or she’ll keep trampling over you”. ‘Exactly my point!’ I hear Runa’s enthusiastic agreement and ignore her to politely introduce myself as I take her hand. “I’m Himari, and thanks for earlier” I smile softly and she suddenly wears a look of shock that quickly dissolves into a blown excitement as she brightens

They lowered their heads and answered, "Yes, Miss Chiba.' The woman in costume turned back and bowed again to the other people in the hall. She said in a sweet voice, "Hello everyone. I'm Chiba Mieko from the Yagyuu family in Japan. Please allow me to apologize for whatever mistakes they made today. Please rest assured. I'll punish them hard as soon as I get back." When she was doing that, the Japanese man stood by and watched. He didn't talk but his face showed his pride. He was the young master of the Yagyuus in Japan, named Yagyuu Hirai.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

It's her favorite hairpin. Violette was about to insert the hairpin in Lucia's hair when another person beat her to it. The person inserted a butterfly hairpin which definitely costs a fortune into Lucia's hair instead. Massimo's swift eyes snapped up together with Violette's, both beholding a tall brunette woman who's wearing a black outfit too. Obviously, she's japanese, and she smiled with lots of intentions, her mascara and dark eyeshadow insanely thick. "The name is Izumi Nakamura, the Yakuza princess. I'm his first daughter, heiress to the Japanese empire. Nice to meet you, Massimo Visconti" she stretched her hand forward for an handshake.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.