Kaori Miyazono Novels & Stories

Similar, if not the same, as the one her grandmother had. ~~~~~~~~~ About an hour before closing, Yumiko slowly began to gather to go, but was stopped for a few more minutes by the music video that was being played on the TV set above the bar. It was the newest song by Aoi Takashima, whose popularity has grown more and more recently. There weren't many people left in a bar, so it was possible to enjoy the screening, besides, many people in the room and at the bar also watched the music video with attention.

she says getting up from her chair. "What?" I ask in disbelief and shock, she nodded her head profoundly, flashing me a graceful smile. "Ten minutes" she sang, turning on her heel and walking into the house. I sat there for a few seconds, dumbfounded and in complete disbelief. No one has ever seen or heard Claire's voice, except close workers like Joshua, Marcel and Mira, possibly Camila but I've never asked her, she seemed awfully close to him so I'm guessing she's seen him before.'

Kaiba Jun and Takahashi Sato looked at each other weirdly before the latter shrugged his shoulders and waited for the teacher to continue speaking. Followed behind the teacher was another student, Misao Aika. She was a very famous student due to her really good grades and also her good looks, despite her being cold to everyone most of the time. She was also part of the student council, not the president but still a part of it. So she did have some connections and authority.

Akiko’s excuse was clearly ridiculous. Kenji wanted to ask more, but he noticed Akiko looking behind him, staring at Inoue, who was standing silently. “This is Inoue. Mao Inoue. She... works for me.” To avoid raising too many questions, Kenji needed a moment to think before explaining Inoue's position. Akiko smiled and extended her hand to the woman, who looked very disciplined. After seeing her in the light, Akiko thought Inoue’s aura was very similar to Kyoko’s.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

MALAIKA stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror, wearing the uniform that Tamni had made. She turned around as the soft fabrics twirled. The Colegio Maxica’s uniform for females was a royal blue knee-length robe with silver lining on the collar and sleeves. The intricate insignia of Axum was embroidered on the arm, while a swirling crest was pinned on the chest. And they could be determined by the class they were in based on the color of the swirls. For Malaika, it was green.

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

"She's a descendant of Hecate but so are hundreds and thousands others. So why do her and Postestas' mate and that Mirus boy and the girl from 1700s all have powers and the rest don't?" "Wait...I think I've spotted something," I said flicking through the pages. "Milly's birthday is April 17th, Donatia's was April 16th, Mirus's was April 18th, Elizabeth's is April 14th. There's a connection. There has to be." "All three of those are in the Aries constellation," Max said. "Does that mean anything to you?" "Aries...aries...aries," I said trying to remember what I had read about that constellation.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.