Misaki Takahashi Novels & Stories

Looking at this girl, Monica somehow had an idea who this girl was. "It's hot, hot! But wow, it is very delicious! Hot, hot! How did you make this, Kouhai-kun?" Seeing the girl in front of him yelling and screaming, she just stuffed the nikujaga on the small bowl into her little mouth and looked at him as if she had found a treasure. "Hello, my name is Misaki Kamiigusa, a third-year student! Kouhai-kun, I have just met, Chihiro-nee before and I have heard of you from her, um, it is delicious!"

Yet beneath that polished politeness burned something deeper. Yuji Takahashi had been coming every evening for three weeks. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp, intense eyes and a quiet commanding presence, he always sat at the corner table near the window. His voice was low and smooth when he ordered, and every time he said “Arigatou, Aiko-san,” her stomach fluttered.

His muscular build gave him an imposing presence. Jimmy smiled and said: "Hello Iris, nice to meet you." I replied: "Thank you… nice to meet you too." Then Maya pointed to the girl beside him. "And this is Misa Handen." I looked at her and smiled. "Nice to meet you." She said nervously: "Nice to meet you too." She was very shy, but her appearance was beautiful. Her light green skin, smooth yellow hair, and blue eyes gave her a calm look. Maya lay back on the grass and said:

That was hard to discern. Misa, the maiden, pushed open the door and entered. Her lustrous black hair was stylishly tied up with an intricate bun. On her head, she wore a translucent hairpin adorned with a flower, with a clear string hanging from it. Her face was fair, her lips delicate, and her smile gentle. Her facial features exuded intelligence and purity, devoid of the mundane world's impurities. She exuded a tranquil and refined aura as she stood there, elegant and dignified.

MJ said to her which she smiled at and hugged her again. “Wahh, I can’t believe I did it” Patima mumble as MJ shakes his head and pat Patima’s back. “What are you saying? You’ll do it since you are Patima Takahashi, the greatest among the great” Patima blush at what MJ just said which resulted in her tightening the hug and burying her face on MJ’s neck. “Patima is blushing~” Aiko teases as she sees Patima’s face and laughs as she sees Patima glaring at her with a red face.

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.

"H-How did that happen?" Cadmus wasn’t even surprised. He knows it; the book of prophecy tells it. He also believed that Emily is the most powerful Luna who wields the power of the Moon Goddess. Emily looked at Taurus, expressionless. "Because I am the powerful Luna, I can kill in just a snap." She answered. Taurus glanced at Cadmus. His eyes were confused. "Is it... true, Cadmus?" Cadmus nodded his head, but still, his eyes were directed at Emily. "The prophecy tells it." "She's superior, who holds the most powerful power of the Moon Goddess," he explained.

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

- Yumiko asked, a bit irritated by her vague answer. - I like his apperance, but I don't know if he would be your type.- Miyuki explained more precisely.- He is just very different from Hoshi, the guy you're dating now. He is more like... Aoi Takashima style.- she added after a moment's hesitation. - Ah, then it's not really my cup of tea.- Yumiko confirmed.- The most important thing is that you finally went on a date with someone.- she added with a smile.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.