Mori X Haruhi Novels & Stories

" My heartbeats have now gone crazier. Each question makes my heart pound louder in my ears that I no longer hear my voice. "It's taken care of, long before Mr. Mori's entry." I pull up a deep breath, exhaling it slowly to calm down my nerves. "Remember, Miss Sahara, Mr. Mori works for the Yamaguchi-Gumi group, known as the Yakuza."

Haruka was walking with her head up high, as if she would get her revenge today. Next to her was an Islander male wearing a robe, walking in with his eyes closed. He wore a white robe, and he seemed otherworldly. Harvey instinctively looked at him, thinking that he looked pretty familiar. Immediately, he remembered who he was. Harvey had met him back in the Flutwell. He was the representative of the Island Nation, Haru Miyamoto. He was most likely Haruka's backer, and she had probably shown off a lot using him. However, his face was all swollen after he slapped him back then.

Static crackles in my ear with her pulling my sweater over her head. “Try smoking hot,” this turns my attention back to the pair I’d looked and moved away from. Haru’s cornering her at the sink. My best friend leaning in with the clear intention on kissing his, mine, ours in the gut punch moment that makes me want to throw him through a wall……… 56: Hiro - Enough

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.

"My name is Arai Padparadscha." *** "Are you happy now?" Arai's random question made Harriet even more confused. "Why…" "Just answer it, Harri," insisted Arai solemnly. Harriet was silent. Before long, Arai saw the woman take a deep breath and stare at an empty space. "I'm truly happy, Arai," said Harriet softly. Arai felt a tremor in her chest seeing that. Worry immediately enveloped her and made her forget all her own problems about her lover or all the sadness that had made her go drinking last night. Harriet looked much, much stronger and tormented at the same time.

Seeming to catch on to the situation, the woman was looking at Haruki and Iori as they stepped into the shop. How did Haruki manage to bring Iori out of the house was the biggest mystery of it all,... "Hi," Haruki said and Iori stood there still watching their surroundings. She seemed tense and preoccupied. She was uncomfortable being outside. " Hey, I've been waiting..." Jun said trying to ignore the presence of the woman who was looking at Haruki and Iori and almost salivating. Yupp, They were rich, and attractive and very very much in a relationship as far as she was concerned...

I ask him curious. "My name is Akiyama Kimura, but you can call me Kim pretty girl" he says jokingly, Hiroki turns and glares at him strangely, a little jealous because as such we are still engaged, but not really in love. We arrive at a very big house on the outside, it looks spacious and comfortable, a mansion apparently. At the entrance was a lady with a rather small-town look, she looks friendly, on the porch she sits quietly feeding the birds, Kimura calls her and extends his arm. The expression on her face is one of surprise, in her eyes... seeing Hiroki shone her gaze. She gets up from the porch slowly without stopping to look at him perplexed, comes closer to us, and then runs out to

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.

Himiko said, motioning for the two to follow her back into the shop. Haru and Luke worked in harmony as they fulfilled multiple orders. Luke was amazed at how beautifully and elegantly Haru arranged the flowers into a bouquet. Lunchtime came and Himiko urged Luke and Haru to go out on a lunch date. Both agreed and decided to go for lunch at the cafe nearby. Haru held Luke's hand as they walked to the cafe and Luke couldn't help but smile.