Iq Ayanokouji Novels & Stories

"I never go back on my word" "What do you want?" I asked. I could already see the future. To be with Ryu... "Aito!" Dad roared. "Aito stop this!" "Aito, listen to your dad" Yua said. "Don't betray us like this" "What do you want?" I asked again, pretending like I couldn't hear them. For the first time, Mr Igarashi gave a genuine smile. "All I need is the passcode to their study and I want you to open the laptops inside. I'm sure you know the passcodes too"

Maki stated, and Ida nodded as she fell on the sofa shutting her eyes. "Who's Avery??" Ida glanced at Daiki before glancing at Maki who got her message. She used her eyes to tell her to bring the tablet that shows the news. Ida collected the tablet from her, and read the news. *IDA OKINO MITSUKO, A JAPANESE ACTRESS HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN A SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH A FRENCH BILLIONAIRE. THE PICTURE BELOW WILL SERVE AS AN EVIDENCE."

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

Chapter 32 "Jonas Welas, what brings you here?" Welas asked. He walked to his nephew and hugged him warmly. "I just wanted to visit you," he said casually, then he turned to look at Lili. "She's Lili, CEO of the Giant Company Group," said Welas, introducing the woman. "Lili, a woman who is famous for being great in business?" asked Jonas in awe. Lili smiled proudly. "Yes, Lili from Yuzong City."

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

If the people knew that she's a mystery solver, she have no choice but to accept it. As long as the syndicates don't know that one of the Garcias is alive, she knows that she's safe. "I'm Daniel Sanchez, first year highschool! You and your Auntie are so good. By the way, I also watch your movies," the boy spoke. "Can I have an autograph on this book?" "Autograph? From who?" Shaira asked anticipatedly. Approaching her friends after coming out of the car. "From me?" "No," the boy spoke. Shaking his head while smiling, "I want an autograph from Raine!"

Payback is a bitch called Aika Kurosaki. Jun wasn't ready for this argument, because there was no way that he was going to admit tho to the shark lady and the smug Iori ha he was a bad dancer. After all, he had a reputation to maintain as the playboy of the century. And it didn't look well for the image he was projecting to start tripping over his feet and humiliate himself like what had happened t him when he was having dance classes for the prom ball back when he was studying in America.

‘I want you to moan my name,’ Sokin whispers on such a sensitive space that Ayame starts to shiver. 58: Hiro - Knowing

His little sister Aoi peeked her head through the crack in the door. “Onii-chan, are you playing with blocks?” “This is not playing,” Takuto replied gravely, pushing up his nonexistent glasses. “This is a financial infrastructure reconstruction project.” Aoi blinked. “Can I be the bank president then?” “Sure,” he said, handing her a pink Lego figure, “but only if you pass the Federal Reserve’s monetary policy exam first.” Aoi shoved the Lego figure in her mouth and ran off. “Moooom!” Takuto shouted downstairs. “I’m out of gray 2x4 base blocks!”

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.