Nobara Maki Novels & Stories

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

Camellia “Need some help?” I look up from my chopping board and see Nero approaching me with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He’s wearing a coy, lopsided smirk and my stupid heart starts beating faster. “You want to help me cook?” I ask, raising an eyebrow and he shrugs. “I don’t mind. Morana and Aeron are keeping Nereo busy and it gives me an excuse to spend more time with you,” he says, leaning against the marble counter and crossing his arms. “So, put me to work, Lupina.”

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

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.

“Didn’t think they would. You’ve got more fire in your eyes than most warriors I know.” Lydia tried to smile, but her mind was still on the girl with Knox. She nodded toward them. “Who’s she?” Brian followed her gaze. “That? Oh… that’s Nina. She’s a distant cousin of Knox. From the Lycan kingdom.” “A cousin?” “No, not actually. Some political blood tie. Her mother is related to one of the royal branches. She’s actually Knox’s betrothed from the Lycan kingdom. She was in love—well, they had a rough start, as Knox’s pack didn’t quite agree with hers. But you know King Arthur. Not someone you say no to. And since her family’s high-status, she was betrothed to him. But Knox broke her heart—in a

Ahana crouched beside Aret pushing aside her hair to see a glowing mark on her neck. The initials 'Mk' were marked on her neck with a wolf wearing a crown. And the 'MK' stood for, Mobali King. With a gasp, Ahana turned to Hawaii, who was already on the verge of tears. “Hawaii! Get Beta Nova here!” ~NOVA~ I sighed falling on my bed as I decided to close my eyes to get a wink of sleep, but my door was barged open revealing Hawaii, Aret's maid. She was sweating profusely and was on the verge of tears. “Please!” she cried out, making me jolt up.

*** Amaria and her friends had already arrived at Robb's. Robb began with a bright smile, "welcome to Mana's Bloom, what can I get for... " and paused when he noticed them. "You five again," he said stiffly. "We'd like you to lend us some of your weapons," Amaria said cheerfully. "What exactly do you mean by lend?" Teresa, Dove, and Elex inquired of Amaria. Robb frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying, "young lady, do you think I'd just lend you a few of my weapons like that?"

Everyone, change the subject. The white girl immediately shrugged Meka's shoulders softly. Meka complained of pain because the bag material Nara was wearing was made of crocodile skin. The boy grimaced, "It hurts deck, why are you getting sick." "Brother, really, too much!" Nara replied irritably. "Just go home!" Meka was confused when Nara pushed her body. And when Meka tried to catch Nara, her eyes caught a reddish mark on the girl's neck.

Joining their hushed conversation by the barrel while Aya finds another corner to sit with Soko in. “That explains the dumb outfit.” Maka adds. I know I’ve seen the red head before, but can’t really put a name to a face. “Oh, that’s actually super cute,” Taki, the one I’m certain I do know rolls her silver eyes. She’s a Fey, but wealthy enough it’s overlooked by the nobles, and nosey enough the Oni don’t mind. As something of the village gossip who gives everyone the juicy goings ons, she’s accepted in most every circle.

Abara. At all of them. At the archive alcove holding five years of work. At the north light. At the dress. At the spiral in the pocket. He put the ammonite on the cord. He looked at us. "Can we have the fruit now?" he said. "Mr. Abara brought mangoes." I looked at Adrian. He looked at me. "Yes," I said. "A good day deserves fruit," Noah said. He went to find Mr. Abara. Adrian looked at me.