Poppy Hill Anime Novels & Stories

I watch as flames fill the sky and howls of terror ring through the night. Maybe we still have a chance. We have mighty warriors, but as we get closer to the packhouse, I gasp in horror as I see the bodies of pack members I knew. “Don’t worry, sweetheart.” The giant man carrying me laughs. “You will carry many pups. Your story doesn’t end here tonight.”

By midday, there was no Sebastian. No Javier either. No broken jaws, no security, no wrinkled suits, no bleeding adult men suddenly appearing in the doorway to perform the director’s-cut version of masculine drama. Very strange. Peaceful, I mean. Almost suspicious. Poppy was sitting up in bed with pillows stacked behind her back, looking like a tiny queen after a coup. I’d brushed her long bangs off to the side with minimal effort, but of course five minutes later they had already fallen back across her forehead. Her face was still a little pale, but her cheeks were starting to get their color back. The color of life. The color of being ready to torment me again.

Robin, however, is shown to be a demon dressed as an angel. “It hurts...” Poppy's tears were not for the ache in her lower abdomen or the scar on her wrist. She cried for her life and her future, which offered no signals of happiness. Gloomy and loaded with despair... “But I can't give up just now,” Poppy muttered as she wiped her tears. She has survived multiple near-death experiences. Aside from that, she still has to confront her stepmother, who betrayed her. “I need to know why Mom told Saul to lock me up on Solterra Island and what she got as a result.”