Ouran Highschool Host Club Lemon Novels & Stories

I agreed. I carried my cake carefully. Luna opened the door for me. We headed to the living room. Upon reaching the living room, I placed my cake on the table. Luna went to the speaker to connect music while I went to the bar to get some drinks. As the music began, we started dancing cheerfully. I twirled around abandon while Luna, clad in a sparkling blue dress swayed to the beat with a wide grin on her face. The room was filled with the sounds of our laughter. Our dance was full of energy, as we moved together in perfect synchronicity. Our steps and movements complimented each other perfectly. We spun around each other, our arms outstretched, and then Luna embraced me, we were both beaming

I’m between Remy Tsatoke-Calder and Seras Himuari Nakamura (fate or Kayo’s bribery, I’m not asking). Remy’s hand finds mine under the sleeves. Remy (whisper): “Still think we’re dreaming?” Celeste (squeezing back): “If we are, nobody wake us up.” The principal starts the names. Every time someone from our crew crosses the stage, something ridiculous and perfect happens: - Kayo’s diploma shoots golden fox-fireworks that spell 卒業おめでとう in the sky for exactly three seconds. - Aki and Riku’s names are called together; the scoreboard flashes twin oni masks and the crowd roars like it’s a rock concert.

What she didn’t know— was that this small act— would make him far more dangerous tonight. Soon, they arrived at the fruit-gathering area. Clar’s curiosity flared. She wanted to pick everything—but the original owner rarely left the cave. Her memory held almost nothing about these fruits. She looked at Lucas helplessly. “I know the orange one—Luna picked it before. But what’s this red one?” Lucas explained patiently. “The orange one is Sweet Fragrant Fruit. The red one is Sour Fruit.” She picked one and tasted it. Sour— very sour.

Even making me to blush shyly at their words, for the fact that they accept me as their Luna. Though the Omegas seem to be the lowest and weakest sect, when it comes to majority - it falls in their hands. Their words gave me more morale as I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I will try my best." I said letting out a reassuring wide smile, they nod their heads happily. "Thank you so much, Luna Kim." They chant and cheer in excitement with smile on their faces as I redress from the stage. "I truly appreciate your kindness and support, Lady Kim." Owen said politely, he also look happy.

message. —— There is a phone call, don't come to the office @ everyone After sending and leaving, Luxstay sent Lemon Mon a message again. Waiting for two minutes, the phone vibrated slightly, Luxstay stood up to open the door, only opening a small slot. Lemon Mon held a glass of hot cow's milk in his hand, tiptoed to look inside, suppressing his excitement and asked: "Luxstay General! Pearl, pearl, isn't it??? That's right, isn't it, isn't it!"

CHAPTER 1 Lily's POV PIZA to eiga wo ogoriatta Mukashi wo barashiatta Himitsu wa mou naitte KURABU de battariattara Naiteta yo kimi ga otoko no yoko de ...I'm a dummy >Lily's Alarm (Limit Control - Dummy)

The salty air is thick and heavy. I would much rather be lounging on the spectacularly white beach, my toes buried deep in the warm, dry sand, the cool, invigorating spray from the ocean misting on my skin. But I am here. Working. I’m always working. It’s the only thing that keeps me sane. “What about the second daughter?” Weiland asks, lowering his voice slightly. “Leila?” “Apparently, she’s not of divine blood. The mother, the former Luna, had a bit of a thing for Omegas. Sick, twisted shit.” I don’t usually gossip, especially about the tower wolves, but this one is too juicy, too dark, to just let it go.

"This is not just your personal matter. An heir is crucial to the future of our pack. If you won’t accept Zoey, I can arrange other women for you." "We’ll talk about this later!" I rubbed my temples, not wanting to argue with him anymore. *** Five years ago, I planted a lemon tree at the spot where Freya’s plane crashed. Now, the tree had fruit on it. The lemons smelled fragrant but were also very sour. I stayed in Santorini for one night. In the evening, I was sitting alone at the bar, drinking, when a woman dressed seductively came over to strike up a conversation.

Rena’s pack, that skank’s pack, Alpha Nova’s and Leila’s. Leila’s pack wolves step back in two lines, and a woman with medium black hair tied in a ponytail and blue eyes struts towards us. “Ah, here comes the Eroz bitch.” Irene mutters. For some reason, she does not like Leila. Not that I care. She’s just a means for me to win this war. Joshua “She’s hot. Look at those bouncing tit—” “Can you stop being a perv for one second?” Irene spats at him, the jealousy clear in her voice.

Thing⁠. Thirty minutes passed, bu‍t‌ it⁠ fel‍t like thirty hours as I stood there‌, pressed against the door, l‌istening to a‍ tr⁠uth that ma⁠d‍e my blood‍ rippl‍e hot with confusion and col‌d with fear all at once. Leo, her high school crush, the one who attacked Ella, the one wh⁠o attacked K‍ael. The o‌ne looking for Kael⁠.