Japanese Matures Novels & Stories

) Aitakatta, Kuya, koko Nihon de issho ni ite kuretara yokatta no ni, Mama, aitakatta yo. (Miss you, kuya I wish you were with us here in Japan, Mama miss you so much.) Raiden Liao Active Now Watashi wa koko Nihon no dai uwaya ni imasu. (I'm here in Japan, at our house.) Kuko ni mo tsurete ikimasendeshita, Papa. (I didn't even bring you to the airport, Papa.)

I spluttered. He picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, watching it bounce. "You don't think I know that? I've waited since I was eighteen to find her." He chuckled humorlessly, "It's been seven years. Favi and Josh found out they were mates the second she turned eighteen and Belinda and Luke met and mated two years after Belinda had turned eighteen. I've waited seven years for my mate and yet...nothing." I could feel my head spinning. I didn't know Jayson had wanted to find his mate so desperately. Anxious, I subconsciously fiddled with my mother's necklace.

Jimmy stepped forward, arms crossed, he gave a stupid smug look on his face like he had the nerve to judge me. “Why do you care if he lives?” he asked. “Didn’t you want him gone? An omega for a mate? That was the joke, right?” I lunged at him so fast he hit the wall. I had him by the throat, my eyes flickering gold and then back to black. “I DON’T KNOW!” I growl. “Okay? I don’t fucking know!”

He explained, glancing at me. "Then don't worry about me." I snapped. "Xìjù nüwáng." He muttered. (drama queen) "Bakayarou!" I yelled, (asshole) "Bakanaonna!" He yelled back (bitch) "You learned Japanese?" I asked him with shock. "Baby, I went to Japan last year and stayed there for 5 months." He said smugly. "Usotsuki." I glared at him, (liar)

I lied. The dazzling smile he gave me melted away what was left of my trepidation, and he pulled me in for a soft kiss. “We have hours,” he murmured into my lips. “Plenty of time to secure our bond. I swear to you that by the end of this journey, you and I will become mates.”

added Jude. "That's why we can't let her out of our sight. Mr. Odega had informed me that his stay has been prolonged. Therefore, he is staying in another town for another week," explains Colby. "Don't forget she's a human, not a werewolf anymore. And remember she is his ex-mate, not his mate" Colby pointed to me which made me grimace at his words. "You didn't have to say that dude," I said with hurt.

According to Jun, Nica was always the mastermind behind the pranks. "How old are you Jun?" "17." He grinned, "My birthday's in three weeks from now." "Wow. Same age as Nica. Then-..." We were startled by my mate springing up from the bed causing Jun and I to stand up too abruptly that our chairs fell back.

He folds his hands behind his head then leans backwards into the grass watching the clouds go by. “My Mate? What if she is my mate and she just didn’t see it yet?” Ezra looks questioning over to his friend who is trying to stay as calm and relaxed as he can. “Believe me Ez, if she was your Mate, you would know. It hits you and all out of a sudden only she matters to you. Everything and everyone else becomes unimportant. You see the World in a different light. She is what keeps you breathing even when you feel like there is nothing left to live for… Her pure existence keeps your world from falling apart.” Nero closes his eyes to keep himself from falling apart.

"Come with me and that's final. Go, change. I'll wait for you here," ___ And that's what happened. I smile at my reflection and glance at Jazeera who's sitting on top of my bed. She's wearing a red off-shoulder dress and her long black silky hair is in a high messy bun, letting a little bit of her hair hang on both sides of her face that emphasizes her feature more. She looks like a Goddess. "You've been staring at me for hours. Do you know that?" She suddenly speaks which causes me to blink my eyes and look back at my reflection.

Walking towards the bathroom to get myself ready. As I prepare myself, I'd like to introduce myself to you. My name is Patima Takahashi, a typical- you could say- rich girl but not a brat. I'm not spoiled like how the others are. Maybe my father is spoiling me but I am afraid of him. His attitude isn't the one I like really. But enough talking about him. The house in front of ours is from my friend, his name is Mark Jacob Watanabe or more known as MJ but because of some circumstances, we aren't able to contact each other.