Ouran Highschool Host Club Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

RHEA I just saw them again, not just the wrist grab, not the shove against the wall, but the moment the world bent around them. I stood in the shadowed edge of the classroom doorway as my breath caught somewhere between the lungs and my pride. It was supposed to be over. That was the point of the last few years, Ronan was supposed to pull away, Kieran was supposed to forget. That was the plan, but look at them being pulled towards each other, like mating fireflies.

She rushed out of the car and snarled at Aurelius, “Aurelius Augustus, what is the meaning of this? What are you trying to do, stopping the car in the middle of the road? Could it be that you wish to beat someone? If you want to fight, come at me anytime.” Aurelius said indifferently, “Clara, you should know that you’re just my master’s disciple on the books, and I’m the official disciple. Those weak martial arts of yours can’t even touch the hem of my clothes!” After a pause, he continued, “These people of unknown background wanted to find Izanami Shrine earlier, but now they want to find Higurashi Shrine in the middle of the night. They must have some ulterior schemes... Clara, put away yo

She fell into silence for a moment. Emma knew that Hasya, unlike Ori, had experience in confrontation. Ori had come from Malami and was exposed to numerous plays and stories outside. She carried with her dreams of rising like a phoenix. On the other hand, Hasya was born within the Seldom clan. She knew well that those involved in backstage struggles would rarely have a good ending. Luna Sandra must have exploited some weakness of Hasya's.

And they can’t bother to remember I’m Elijah. Forrest had texted us early this morning about a cute new girl that ran into him outside the office. I barely paid all the girls as they lined up and exited their locker room until she came out. He didn’t know her name, just that she was hot and geeky, having patches on her bag, including the Uchiha clan symbol. Of course, leave it to the anime geek to notice that or find that to make her more attractive. Darius texted after homeroom her name, Riko Shiraishi. Lucky fuck gets to sit next to her, making the monotone history lesson from Mr. Weaver much more entertaining.

◇NO POV◇ xion is still worried about the words of Aurthur he never seen Aurthur this desperate towards any girl according to Aurthur any girl is just for fun or timepass he never cares about anyone with in a few minutes Aurthur rushed to hospital and asked xion "where is she" xion showed the bed where viranica is resting Aurthur went near viranica and caressed her delicate face xion is shocked and asked "can I know what exactly happening here dont say that you came here for this girl" aurthur left a mischievous smirk and asked "what do you think"

Lisa and Florence answered at the same time " That's Michel and Vanessa,,, Michel is most brilliant male student while Vanessa is the most brilliant female student. But when you want to compare,,Vanessa is really nothing beside Michael,, so Michel is the most brilliant in Golden High. He's also the hottest,,but many students doesn't seem to know who's more handsome between him and Rowan,they are both hot. But ,,,," " But what??" Lisa asked. " They are rivals,,,, they hate each other so much that even the teachers are fed up,,They always fight anywhere they meet each other,,, they are both good in soccer,,but in the end,they will always fight,, nobody knows the reason why they are like that

"Aurora please marry my son clark" ©Pop Precious

Anyone in my shoes will be envious. I sometimes wish he hadn't come to this school because every girl I ask out always says *I'm sorry, I like someone else, and that's Haru. I'm sorry* It's annoying to hear those things from them. It makes me feel inadequate because Haru excels in academics while I am a mediocre student.

The man’s hand began to wander inappropriately, and Furina’s heart raced as she felt his touch move toward her butt. Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to break free, her efforts growing more desperate. “Please, stop!” she cried out, but her voice was swallowed by the pounding music from the club. Just when she felt all hope was lost, the man was suddenly yanked away from her. Furina’s eyes widened as she saw a tall figure with strikingly icy blue eyes standing before her. Diluc Neuvillette, a man she had only seen in passing and recognized from the club's upscale clientele, had intervened.

She felt Oriana nod. “Why were you at the club?” “Oh, I took Igor out for a break, made him drunk and forced him to sleep. My driver took him home”, Hiraya answered as she placed a glass of watermelon juice on the table. Oriana was wearing just an oversized shirt and is wrapped in her thick comforter. Oriana drank the watermelon juice in one gulp. “Is he already done with it?” “Almost. Pavel is already undergoing extreme disciplinary training to replace his brother.” Hiraya sipped on her glass. “And why were you under the rain?”