Ouran Mori Novels & Stories

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

I finally answer, “it’s a woman” “Your mate?” “Nop” I shake my head in the negative, “a human. Ayana stones”

The "Universal-Hum" had become the new silence, a constant vibration that the inhabitants of the multiversal garden took for granted. On a world at the furthest edge of the Andromeda-Void—a planet named Oura that had been grown from the "Memory-Seeds" of the Third Shift—a New Architect named Elen began to dig. Elen did not look like the Union ancestors; her skin was a mesh of translucent silica, and her breath was a fine mist of Quintessence. She didn't need to dig for coal or ore, but she felt a "Tug" in the deep-silt, a localized "Inconsistency" in the planet’s perfect resonance.

' He asked himself in astonishment. "Ah, then I'm the only one who needs to introduce here." Lunaire merrily said as she approached the hunk with grace. Mort quickly notices the resemblance between Sumire and the sylphlike woman standing in front of them. Sumire obviously got Lunaire's striking beauty, only the mother had a tear mole in both the corner of her hazel orbs. The maiden possesses her father's stormy dark gray eyes, beautiful but disastrous. Sumire and Chaise ooze the same strong aura. Both are rebellious, bold, and stubborn cold.

Devon called me and I looked at him but I don’t want to come close to him or I don’t want him to come close to me. “It’s alright dear… you’re okay now,” Luna told me while looking at me and she took a bottle of oil to her altar and opened it. She came near me and said… “Everything is fine,” She said and she put the bottle of oil that she was holding near my nose and made me inhale it. She whispered a prayer while staring at me. The aroma of the oil smells like jasmine with a mint on it. I inhaled it and in an instant, I passed out.

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

"One thousand." OmO

Face slightly slant towards her direction, fuming, “Next time we'll meet,... I'll kill you!!!” After he declared it. He shots his pistol three times at the endless sky. Suddenly a group of blue morpho butterflies emerges out of nowhere, fluttering with its beautiful wings around Aoi Akuma making a spectacular and enchanting sight. As soon as he put back his hood on his head while smiling deviously towards Zitrey, the butterflies landed on his cloak giving off a silhouette full of these beautiful insects. But before it could completely hide his face, his lips move, mumbling with a sad face, “Sayonara, Tomodachi...” Then in twinkling, as the Blue Morpho butterflies fluttered up at the night sk

Builder Bot 1 replied positively after receiving its new given tasks. "Proceed." Madame Ais signaled and Builder Bot 1 went on to do its work. * * * A sweet dream woke Maru up. He tried to remember what it was but the details were evasive to his thoughts. A tugging sensation was felt on his side. When he turned his head, a bright image welcomed him. "Good morning, brother!" Uwyn greeted him with a warm smile. It seemed that she was waiting for him to wake up. "Good morning, Uwyn!" Maru said to his sister in response.

Third person's P.O.V 2350 A.D The vast blue ocean stretched all over the horizon, coloring the world of the mid realm with its serenity and peace. The scene was truly breathtaking as it was the God's fine work and artistry that made the world of Meniscus happen. Meniscus, the only place; an object made of earth and air and fire and water, twice the sizes of the cooling moons, has sustained the growing life that the God of Man has successfully conjured.