Nene Hanako Novels & Stories

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

“Good morning, Akane-san. You’re home early this time.” Akane giggled cutely. “I miss my daughters. Are they fine? Is Kiyo-chan doing alright? Shitone-chan too?” Hana knelt down and helped the younger woman pull her shoes off. “They are great. Kiyo-chan is getting better at her control, and Shitone-chan certainly becomes calmer.” “Oh… That’s wonderful! Making Haato-kun their friend is the best option mother can give.” Akane smiled and let the woman help with her shoes. She sighed when the shoes were finally pulled off her feet. “Thank you, Hana-san.”

I heard his light chuckle as he pulled me closer to his body, pressing my lower body on his. “Good girl.” Bulong niya at inis naman akong tumitig sa kawalan. I tried my best to sleep and not pay attention to him. ‘This is pure karma.’ *** “Good morning, Crimson!” Masiglang bati sa akin ni Hanako nang maabutan niya ako sa canteen. She was holding a cup of coffee on her left hand while her right hand is inside her lab coat. “Walang maganda sa umaga.” Mapaklang tugon ko at nilampasan siya.

Yes, his intention was to apologize to Yoona who was above that. Alright, after apologizing to Yoona and Jeje. I returned to focus on Nana a.k.a Kenkyo this time. I turned my gaze to where Nana's index finger was pointing. "What's so interesting, huh?" I whispered as Nana's index finger only pointed at a group of people. Teenagers today are weird. Just a bunch of people, so in demand. "Nii-san! That's Zhou Zan Da-san! Kenkyo's favorite singer. Kyaaaaa! The music producer is there too. Kyaaaa is handsome! His name is Watanabe Takeru! Huaaa... Takeru-kun!"

Chapter 116: The Business of Desire The sun was high in the sky, marking the beginning of what would be a long day of business negotiations. Hana, dressed in a sleek, form-fitting outfit that radiated power and elegance, was ready to lead the discussions with the Alphas from the southern packs. Each of these meetings was crucial for securing the trade alliances that would alleviate their pack’s recent hardships. However, there was an undercurrent of tension that Hana was already aware of: these Alphas, though respected leaders, often let their primal instincts cloud their judgment, especially when dealing with a Luna as striking and commanding as Hana.

dad said and hugged his friend "Everyone is here in town their heading to the hotel," Andrei said looking at Olive "Andrei this is my fiance Olivia. Babe this is the mafia leader Andrei Sokolov. Their very good friends of us," I said "Good to meet you," Olive said "You too my dear. But you have to excuse me and Alex for I while I need to talk to him," Andrei said "Sure we'll be in the kitchen," mom said I grabbed Olive's hand pulled her into my arms and kissed her before I went upstairs with the rest when the door closed Jace punched me

Nene sits on the bench, her weepy eyes starting to burn her eyes. She suddenly feels sleepy because of her endless cries, it made her feel bad that Rina got to see her in her weakened state. Jung Kook sits next to her all of the sudden, it was unlike him. Nene’s bodyguard has always been polite and so formal, to the point of boredom.

"Hanako? What are you doing here? I thought I had banished you." Hanako chuckled, holding up the dress. "I found this little number among your things. Why don't you try it on for me?" Nene's eyes widened, and she shook her head vigorously. "No, no, that's not for you to see. Put it back!" But Hanako was already holding it out to her, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Come now, Nene. Don't be shy. I've seen every inch of you, remember?" Nene blushed even deeper, remembering their previous encounters. She hesitantly took the dress, her fingers brushing against Hanako's. A jolt of electricity shot through her at his touch.

"I don't expect you to welcome me Mr Brigde but banning me from the kitchen is too much," "This is not your home, Nanny," Ivailo replied with tension dripping from his voice. Her eyes flickered down to his hands on the counter that was almost creating a dent into it. Her eyebrows ticked then her gaze slowly travelled back up his shirt covered chest. He stood a little taller from the scrutiny and the obvious dislike in her face. His knees pressed into the bottom of the counter.

Holding the popcorn bowl in one hand and gobbling popcorn with the other, Hana muttered, "No idea." Nabi, who was applying lipstick, was awestruck by the answer but was also irritated, "Then how should I help you?" she screamed. Startled by her friend anger, Hana smiled cutely and exclaimed, "It's fine if he is a good guy." Nabi immediately threw the lipstick on the desk and turned towards Hana. Looking at Hana, who was innocently eating popcorn, the rage that she had a second ago disappeared. Hana was never interested in watching movies or boyfriend talks and even rarely spoke with the opposite sex. Since she was very reserved and passive outside the hostel, no one approached her even thoug