Mashima Hiro Novels & Stories

“17th of November 2002.” He was several months older than me. “Favorite color?” I asked, intrigued. “Violet.” “Favorite movie?” “Marvel.” “What do you wish to be when you’re older?” “An international swimmer or a business tycoon probably.” Thus the questions went back and forth between us.

she yelled before striding away, leaving Alpha Mraz standing in his spot, bewildered by her declaration. "Did I make you ruthless enough?" he murmured to himself. "If so, then that's good. It will make you stronger to protect yourself, my mate. I'm waiting for your unfathomable growth."

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

"Excuse me, but I need to use the men's room." Thelia nodded, giving Asher a knowing smile. Asher quickly made his way through the crowd towards the restroom, grateful for the temporary reprieve. As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, a strange sensation began to settle over him. His vision blurred slightly, and his head felt heavy. It was as if a thick haze had descended upon his senses, clouding his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that seemed to cling to him.

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

I really wonder, why would they want to be rabid fans for a man like Kazuo-kai? Alright, Kazuo-kai or Kazuo Yamashita. He is a man from Japan who came to Seoul, looking for a double degree. After the leaders of Seirryu University found out, that Kazuo was the owner of the Yamasahita Company. Treat them immediately changed to be kind to him.

What the hell is wrong with me, I can't help but wonder at my reaction to the person who just entered. "Ah, Mr. Clearwater, how nice of you to join us today," Mr. Ramirez says as the intruder begins walking towards his seat. Instead of going to where he usually sits, I listen as his footsteps move in my direction, continuing towards me until he stops next to my desk. I hear what sounds like sniffing before he makes a deep, low noise—one that I've never heard from another person before. I'm almost positive that he growled, just before the word "Mate!" quietly hits my ears.

Taking a seat on his chair, he smiled as he extended his hand towards Subaru gesturing a handshake. The Headmaster smiled and said, "Hiroto Akifumi, the director of Mitsushiba High, at your service."

I muttered with tears filling my eyes. “You can call me Elisa.” “Hi, Elisa,” my tears gushed down my cheeks. “I know I look different from every other wolf, but we are one of our kind, Eira. The Moon Goddess blessed us with a unique gift. Such which no one in this century has,” she softly said. “What gift do you mean?” The confusion I felt was laced in my voice. “Healing, Eira. We have the gift of healing,” my wolf’s voice was calm and charming. Very different from mine.