Makoto Haru Novels & Stories

“Kinda.” I nod. I understand what it means not to want to talk about your past. “Who are you?” Haru appears next to me, fresh out of the shower. She eyes Tessa with curiosity, grabbing another chair to sit beside me. “Tessa. Club Bee Mama. Promoted Soul Eater,” Tessa repeats. Haru gives a quiet “Ah,” then grabs the bottle of Jack from the bar and takes a sip. “I’m Haru,” she introduces herself, giving a cautious smile.

“So... Do you agree if we start shooting the next week?” “Yeah, I mean it is going very well, soon we will be collecting the vines, so I think it would be very appropriate to use those moments to produce the videos.” Matt replied “You already have the person for this, right?” “That’s right. My little brother arrived from Paris last night, he's a model and he's doing me the favor of starring in commercials, so we can save the stress of auditions and extra expenses.”

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

At that time, when Makoto was exchanging favors with Senator Joseph Tezuka Valentin Junji, being called only Joseph Junji, he adopted a different name throughout the ages, he appeared to be a cross between Germans and Japanese. That's how he was now, in present times, he was a wealthy American senator and that called Makoto Delphos towards his mansion in his residence, when he sat there with that gray black hair of 50 years old, he was tall, big and muscular to a senator. - So, you finally accepted my invitation? – The man was sitting cross legged in front of him, with his red eyes and his white hair, with the appearance of a 60 year old man, even though he was over 2 thousand years old, he

The next day I resigned myself to my fate and adjusted the best way I knew how to. That was when I met master Haruki, the owner and maker of camp Anuhi. He made a star appearance one morning while the coordinator was briefing us on what we were going to do. He appeared large as life, even though he was slight of frame. He had a long white beard and a bald head. He also looked wizened, and I thought he was old. My first mistake.

the group continues back and forth about how much of a controlling ass Jako is for a few moments. Aya is the only one who doesn’t seem to jump in or is surprised by the situation. Clearly uncertain of what to do. Haru, trashed at this point, takes her hands and rotates her shoulder with the push and pull. I’ve heard him hum diddies, but never heard him sing before. It may be a low-key, but he’s surprisingly in tune. “At first, I was afraid,” his normal mischief in his features, but not the deep baritone.

A young woman walked out of a room that seemed to be the kitchen as a heat wave accompanied by several delicious aroma spread out the moment she opened the door, she had an apron hanging from her neck and tied to her waist, her brown auburn hair danced on her shoulder like waves, her emerald green eyes twinkled as she smiled at the overexcited kid. “Marcus stop running around or you might get injured.” Genevieve said with a smile but Marcus didn’t stop instead he began to shout and jump around more wildly “Yay, I’m finally seven!” he kept yelling as he ran, he then ran towards his mom and jumped into her arms “Mom, I can finally receive the Hunter god’s blessing and move through the shadows

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that

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.