Maki Harukawa Novels & Stories

She then snapped out of her own maze of reminiscence and started her busy day. The awkward day came to an end but she still had a lot of work to do. As Mr. Wushi left his office, he noticed her, busy as a bee focusing on the running computer as the printer on her left printed the summary of the Bank’s details. He approached her and stood there for a whole three minutes before Qiao noticed him. "Miss Mo, it is already ten thirty. You should have some food before going home. Why don’t we go for a late supper at the new restaurant?"

she bend to pick it but she saw a small smiley made on the floor with colorful chalk. She turned her head behind only to find Ash looking at her with a blank expression; he tried to smile but that smile rather looked creepy; taking a deep breath she picked her pen and sat back on her seat. " Ash, " Azora whispered but Maya already knew this. " Let him, I can not go around barking at people for staring at me, " She rolled her eyes at her before she started copying the notes. why this girl has to be so hardheaded? Ash thought as crushed the gym chalk which he always kept in his bag; it always had a calming effect on him; weird but working.

**Mia (soft):** “Hey. Um… hope it’s okay. My mom had early shift, and I thought… maybe breakfast? If it’s not too much trouble.” Haru grins—wide, real. **Haru:** “Are you kidding? Come in.” She steps inside, slips off her sneakers at the genkan, lines them neatly beside his. Then she bows—deep, respectful, hands at her sides. Keiko and Takeshi turn from the kitchen, pausing mid-motion. **Mia (still bowed):** “Good morning. I’m Mia Wolfsong. Thank you for having me.” Keiko’s face lights up—warm, maternal.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

Nonetheless, the things still managed to appear, blurring his vision of the beauty within the painting that had captured his interest all those years ago. She was wearing a pale pink and white kimono of swirls and flowers. Her black hair was formed loosely into a chignon on top of her head, with a pretty floral headpiece on the side. Her skin was petal white and her lips ruby red. Posing there like some Japanese goddess, she was enchanting. Indeed, she had enchanted him, for she was Ned’s first and only love. She was his everything. Yet, she had left him, informing him via a note written on a good-bye card that she no longer wanted him in her life. Her name was Haruka Maki.

Instead of losing his temper, he forced himself to calm down Meanwhile, Harvey looked at Maki with great interest. He wasn’t intimidated by Chief Takei at all. In fact, he was slightly curious about him. Maki was just a King of Arms at the end of the day. Harvey wondered who on earth gave him the courage to stir up chaos on Country H’s soil.

the older woman said, wiping the tear from her eyes, "But it was worth it." "Easy to say," Ejima grunted, "You left when I needed you most. Why?" "I know, trust me, and no day has passed without the hurtful thoughts of how things would have been different. But mistress, it was worth it." "Stop," Ejima blinked and her tears also calm rolling down, "I never liked that title, but you keep calling me anyway." "Listen" Mmechi shifted forward and took Ejima's hand. "I did what I had to do. It was the only way to keep them alive."

Name: Maki *** Age: 28 years old Identity: A1 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Elite Lover Original World: Earth Ability: Ice System Name: System 0000504321 Binding Method: Life and Deathe Situation (Effective for both system and Host) Special Circumstances: Submissive Lover [It is not okay for me to show my weakness to anyone even if that someone was not powerful enough to harm me. As long as he or she was unfamiliar, he or she will be quickly blurred out my mind. But it is impossible for me to be tough to my lover when my lover was the weakness of both of my heart and my brain] Back to the reality where Maki had taken off,

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.

“Look at him. He’s beetroot red from head to toe. You just want Tina’s attention to yourself, don’t you, Isaac?” “That’s not true,” Isaac said, shoving Connor’s hand away. He rubbed his sore chin. “And I’m not nosy. I’m just watching out for my brother. And I’m a man, Tina. I’m not adorable. Haru is. He’s a Shrine Maiden, did you know that?” Haru rolled his eyes. “I’m a man, too, Isaac, and I’m not a Shrine Maiden. When are we going to stop calling me that?”