Kato Haru Novels & Stories

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

Takuto Kimura stood at the blackboard, explaining the solution steps for last week’s math quiz—a routine task in his capacity as the class’s “Academic Consultant.” His analysis was precise, even incorporating elements of Bayesian probability theory. Everything was proceeding smoothly… until his gaze happened to drift toward the window-side seat in the third row. Transfer student Haruko Sato was taking notes. Sunlight danced across the tips of her light brown hair. The way she furrowed her brows slightly in thought made Takuto forget entirely what he was talking about.

I asked him. “Do you know her full name? It’s Kate Zainab Omar” he answered. Smith’s POV I have planned for this day for a long time. I must enjoy every minute of it. People’s suffering and pain sooths my mood. “Am sure you are smart, you will figure it out.” I was not happy that Charles and Camilla were not surprised. “Could it be that they discovered who she is?” I thought.

"Katherine, if you are here to gloat or mock me, I really don't have the energy. I have my own issues to deal with so relish in my misery all night because you have nothing better to do." "Stop it!" Katherine retorted. "I am not that shallow. I sent the link to you only because I cared and I am calling right now for the same reason. I do not intend to mock you for what Nikolas Sica has done. It is the nature of rich men and trust me DORIA, I have had my fair share of heartbreaks in the hands of these men."

**Haru (grinning, face warm):** “Wouldn’t miss it.” She steps out into the morning sun. Haru closes the door, leans against it a second. From the kitchen, Keiko calls. **Keiko:** “She’s lovely, Haru.” **Haru (still smiling):** “Yeah. She is.” Takeshi claps him on the shoulder as he passes. **Takeshi:** “Grab your board. Don’t be late.” Haru heads upstairs—heart lighter, sparks trailing happy behind him.

“Remember to make it quick, Mr. Akano! “I tried her out for you. She doesn’t taste bad at all. “You won’t be able to have your fun with the two women there since they’re poisoned. “That’s why I’ll leave this one alive for you to do as you please! “If you can beat Harvey to the ground and play with her in front of him, that will be quite the shocking sight…” The subordinates around Sakura were all showing wretched smiles after hearing those words. “Not bad. That’s a pretty good suggestion!” exclaimed Taro Akano while smiling. “Young ladies from Country H are marvelous!” Harvey’s expression turned even colder than before. “Don’t you worry, Sakura. If anything happens to Kait, I guarantee that

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Koji asked. “Hey, don’t mess up my favorite show,” Varz said. “I feel a massive sum of Iru in that guy, in fact, it’s more than his highness Alfi,” Harz said. (Of, course! It’s because I am your God, you dumbass!) “Whoa! Then, we’ve gotta fight him, right?!” Katon exclaimed excitedly. Suddenly Koji hits Katon’s head with the hilt of his sword. “Don’t you dare,” Koji said.

Kat snorted and cleared her throat after. “Didn't know when I became a celebrity.” “You'd have women drooling over you if you were Gojo Satoru.” Kat joked, sitting more comfortably. “Gojo Satoru? I think they'd be on their knees if I were Choso or Toji.” “You dream too much. You even have silver hair like Gojo so… it fits.”