Kōshi Sugawara Novels & Stories

Hiroshi sighed and said, “Of course, the chairman was not willing to get cheated and suffer this kind of loss in silence. He was originally planning to fight it out with the other party, but I persuaded him to retreat because that person… I am afraid that the chairman cannot afford to offend him at all! Oh, by the way, speaking of this person, you know him too, miss…” “I know him too?” Nanako asked in surprise, “Who is it?” Hiroshi replied, “It’s Aurora Quinton’s coach, Charlie Wade. He is the one who injured Mr. Yamamoto with one punch!” “What? It’s Charlie-kun?!” When Nanako heard this, she exclaimed in excitement, “Charlie-kun is here in Japan?!”

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

Jack had never seen eyes so crazy. Diana put her hand over Julia’s mouth. The man moved away from the window, arms outstretched as though crucified against the glass. His sinewy muscles, the matted hair of his armpits. A beat of silence. The son banged his forehead against the glass. A blister of blood popped on his face. Sarah thought of those late-night documentaries again, this time of monkeys wrestling with the bars that kept them captive, and she could almost feel Bill’s hand holding her own.

Leo replied as he came into the kitchen/living room. "He's not like Haden, is he?" I asked nervously. "Well... he's an Alpha," Leo said through gritted teeth. "We're all twats." "I see you're finally self-aware," I said. "Who is this Alpha?" I asked. "He's in the alliance and Alpha of a Russian pack called Polnoluniyesevera, which in English means Full moon of the north, a bit of a mouth full I know. Anyway, his name is Xander Kuznetsov, he's 21, mateless and likely to be the most powerful Alpha in Russia," Leo explained.

Her breath caught in her throat as her body transformed, reshaping with grace rather than agony. Kiara, who had shifted countless times, stood still—mesmerized. She had seen young wolves shift for the first time, many of them clumsy, trembling, fearful. But Serena… Serena was something else. Her form melted seamlessly into that of a wolf—majestic, tall, and radiant under the moonlight. Her coat shimmered with a soft silver hue, catching the moonlight like strands of silk, and her eyes—those impossibly deep eyes—glowed with power.

he winked then kissed me on the lips softly “ get a room!” Creed groaned, making puking sounds as he returned to the table with two glasses of apple juice. “ geez did you save some of the apple juice for everyone else?” Ryan teased joining us at the table “ This one is for Madam Charlotte. Thank you very much” Creed growled rolling his eyes as he placed the other cup in front of my plate “ oh well, thank you.” I smiled, picking it up and taking a sip. Wiggling a happy dance in my seat

I moved it to Alpha Kilhan’s plate, and just when I turned the spoon over, Betty slid her plate underneath, causing the skewers to fall on her plate. I raised my head to look at her, wondering why she did that. “Kilhan doesn’t eat seafood. He’s allergic.” She uttered with a smile. “He prefers salmon.” She added, putting some salmon on his plate. “Thank you, Betty.” He answered with a grin. I let out a feeble smile and sat down as I continued to eat my food in silence. ‘I really don’t know anything about him.’

Because of course, this was just another night of duties and fake smiles. Then the wind shifted, and I caught that scent. My wolf froze as every nerve in my body went on high alert. I turned, scanning the room until my eyes fell on her. She was standing at the corner, obviously trying to stay hidden. Her dress was a bit shabby and her dark hair was barely adorned. Nothing about her screamed “special,” but that pull inside me tightened so hard I could barely breathe. “Who’s that?” I’d asked Marcus. He glanced over. “Her? That’s Celia…Hartwood, I think. She’s an omega.” My eyes bulged for a second.

I measured out the sugar carefully so as not to miss the recipe "Lyra, you're lost in thought again," Angela said, nudging me with her elbow. I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry," I say trying to fight back the thoughts. Sage’s different behaviors have been getting to me these days. His efforts aren’t going unnoticed though I try as much as possible to make him believe that his actions weren’t getting to me or going to change my mind, I still stand to the fact that I won’t be giving us a chance.

The shock from whatever was still evident on his face. “Hmm,” my head nodded. “Where did you copy this from?” “Copy?” My finger scratched the back of my head as I stared at him. How did he easily find out it was copied? It took Daisy hours snuffing the internet just for this. And when she finally saw this perfect one, she had to duplicate two for us. “What’s your name?” The CEO interrupted my thoughts. “Eira Rowan.” “And you?” His eyes darted in the direction of Daisy.