Ito Ito No Mi Novels & Stories

His smooth voice reaches my ears, a teasing smirk on his face making my face heat up with embarrassment Soon after, his chuckle reaches my ears. "My name is Tio, but you can call me whatever you like. And you must be Ilaria." Tio remarked with a big smile on his face, his hand reaching out to shake mine. Raising my hand, I extend it towards him, his warm fingers enclosing mine and providing some comfort. It's not as rough as Alessandro's, which bothers me for some reason. "Yeah, I-it's n-nice to meet y-you... I um..." God why do I stutter when I'm nervous? I don't stutter with Abbey or Lucas, but then again I've known them for a long time now.

It's not me but Noah who exclaimed hearing the name of his Idol…not only his but also mine. "I got it…I got it. Gio, your mafia is under Salvatore's mafia, right? How did I even forget that? And, you guys asked his help to solve this problem, right? Oh my god, why you guys didn't tell me this soon? You don't how crazy I and Ishita are about him. We have heard a lot about him. Even, Ishita has a crush on Salvatore hearing how good he is even when we don't even know how he looks. I think Ishita is going to jump on him from the moment she sees him" Noah exclaimed making my eyes wide.

It was written in caps lock. HI! IT IS MARIA. UJU IS DEAD. 9 13 9 19 19 21 SEE YOU SOON!

Pain from what? “My name is Minchin... Minchin Torres.” The woman’s smile faded. “And it was a pleasure to meet you, Italia.” As her name rolled on her tongue, Italia couldn’t help but wonder how familiar this woman was, and how it seems like it wasn’t the first time they had run across each other. Minchin Torres along with the memories of the past that was totally buried and forgotten.

It seemed as though Meiko was truly not as simple as she looked. She was the real master in the Takena family. So, this was the reason why Gerald had asked this question now. “Yes, I can!” Ito replied as he nodded. “Alright, then. If that is the case, we will not waste any more time and get started immediately!” Gerald said as he smiled and got up on the stage.

All the people are here dancing their asses off like There is no tomorrow as the cheering grows slightly louder. We are in some kind of Room, a dressing room I believe. It's dark. There is a row of lockers and a blonde girl is leaning her back against the locker while smoking a joint. She rolls her blue eyes in disgust as she sees me passing by and gets back to puffing. I can't say much or blame her for being here. Matteo grabs me by my throat and bangs me against the locker behind me making a thunder sound. "You Useless Bitch listen here, if you don't satisfy whatever customer I send you, then your mom will pray for you why she has not kept her leg closed."

I tried to remain calm and eventually finished the meal with trepidation. Calvin offered to go on a walk in the park. He said it helped with digestion. The park was quiet. There was nobody else around. "Why don't we stay off campus tonight?" Calvin smiled suggestively. My heart was pounding. As an adult, I knew exactly what he meant by that. "Calvin, do you often do this with other girls you don't know well?" "Not often. Besides, we've known each other online for a long time. Isn't 'I want to hug you so bad' your anonymous account?"

Then she walked to the bathroom to bathe. She wore casual clothes, then she called the one her soul loved. When it was connected she said, “Good morning, my handsome Storm. Did you sleep well?” Storm chuckled and replied, “Good morning, my soulmate. I slept well. Thank you. Did you sleep well, Sweetheart?” Michaela smiled and replied, “I slept in the wee hours of the morning. I miss you so much, my love.” Storm told her that he missed her more. Then they bid goodbye to each other and hung up.

I obediently sat down without touching the dishes in front of me. "Grandma was talking to you, didn't you hear?" Mark spoke in an irritated tone. I wasn't sure if he was annoyed because I didn't hear his grandmother or because his grandmother scolded him. "Sorry, Ms. Anderson Sr., I was too hungry and didn't pay attention." I cast an apologetic glance towards her. My teacher used to say that apologies should be sincere. Actually, my haste wasn't due to extreme hunger but rather the fear of not finishing my meal promptly and facing criticism for leaving leftovers.

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