Joe Sakura Novels & Stories

another teacher at corner of the big room spoke up too. "Well, I am their homeroom teacher and I have noticed some things. When I spoke to Sakiko, she said she had never felt so happy before in her life like this. That she feels so complete whenever she is with him. Its like he is a part of her that was lost but now found and that she had boundless joy. She sees it as bonds, there are some persons you meet in life that you bond with once. Well after much probing, she said they were only friends and nothing more" Mrs Hasegawa explained to her colleagues.

I glared when his hand reached again to my neck. Our faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. "And when I thrust inside of you, I want to hear you scream my name. Every name of mine." "Dante. Adriano. Sol. Di. Angelo." His thumb stroking the center of my neck while uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust clouding the windows of his soul. "And when you cum, it'll be Dante you moan." --- Hailynn Fleury is a talented painter. Growing up as an orphan, she and her best friend Ethan, always wanted to get back to the people that helped and cared for them. When one of her friends convinced her to a

Warning! Mature Content! “You enjoy provoking me, don’t you?” He said through our busy lips. “Ever since the first time you walked into my office, you’ve done nothing but test my patience. And the second time we met, you punched my face.” I giggled as I bit his lip before pulling away slightly. He squeezed my waist at the action. “I do.” Kura, one of the directors of Runner Studios, is known for her talented work and a knack for not following rules. Nile, the CEO of their own family company. He was of Russian, Japanese, and American descent, known for his androgynous beauty and his cold personality. The first time they met, the two immediately clashed and hated each other ri

Joe laughed diabolically as he walked towards Fuji who wanted to make a move but stopped midway. "so you're afraid of hurting your students, what a good teacher you are." Joe said, as he landed series of punches on Waramaki's face and continued to pummel him. Waramaki knew his own strength. he had enough power to break through Kojiro's barriers but was unable to leave a scratch on Joe, so he knew stepping up his game would put the students in danger. his only hope was that since Joe, despite his durability was unable to break the barriers, someone would eventually take him down. But even that hope was shattered he saw Joe walking in Kojiro's direction right before he passed out.

Mona Fields stood beside the woman explaining the ticket process, nodding attentively as she tried to keep up. Today was her first day working at the underground boxing venue, and she had been assigned the role of ticket reviewer. Even saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. A ticket reviewer? It wasn't exactly the job of her dreams, but she needed the extra cash. Her roommate, Flora, had pulled some strings with the manager—her boyfriend—and convinced him to hire Mona. Flora worked here as a sign holder, parading around the ring between rounds in barely-there outfits, flashing a bright smile to the roaring crowd.

Chloe paused, realizing that these footsteps lacked the click of high heels. With a swift turn, she found herself facing Joseph’s imposing figure. Dressed to the nines in a suit that showcased his athletic build, he made for a striking sight. A scar on his forehead, partially hidden by his hair, added a rugged touch to his otherwise polished look. His aura, cold and intense, had gained an added edge of wildness.

If only Jane were to discard her thick, very unfashionable glasses and wear contact lenses instead, Sakura knew for certain men would fall at her feet. Sakura watched as Jane sipped her coffee, this time very slowly, savoring the beautiful flavor. “Now then, are you so very sure I’m allowed to come tomorrow?” Sakura asked suddenly. “I mean, I’m not bothering you or anything?” “Of course,” Jane put in immediately. “I’m an assistant of an assistant of Mr. Tachibana. I help organize everything. I’m the third boss behind the scene.” Then she muttered to herself, “If only they recognized my talent.”

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

She ran away leaving Asa who went back to making a flower with cut pieces of paper on his book. "Can I help you?" One of the teachers asked as I smiled. "I just came to pick up my son. Asa." I said as I rubbed my bump making the polite lady's eyes trail to my bump then smiled. "You must be Sora York. Asa talks about you a lot. I'm Jane Keeper." She introduced as she shook my hand. It wasn't so obvious that Jane was a transgender but she was really pretty for a girl. She had brunette hair with brown eyes that could lit the soul.

But where could she have possibly gone? “I wish I could see your face again, my Sachi.” Uche wiped his foggy vision. This was his end and he was willing to embrace it. What pained him however was not ending Ejima’s life. He should have studied her moves, he should have known that the woman would never give up.