Puffy Puffy Amiyumi Novels & Stories

Young Kiyomi reached for the mirror. Grandmother pulled it away. "Not yet." "What is her name?" I asked. Grandmother looked toward the cottage window. Someone stood behind the curtain. A tall figure in an ash-coloured coat. Tsukiko. Grandmother lowered her voice. "Ayame is the name you keep." I frowned. "What other name?" Her hand covered my mouth. Fear tightened her face. The memory shifted. I stood inside a ritual chamber. Kiyomi lay unconscious on a stone platform.

(Roslyn) okay, baby girl. ...... who was that just called you? Riley asked her. That was my mom who just called me, Amy responded to Riley with a warm smile. Also, can you drive me to a nearby café close to our place, please? Amy asked Ri. Sure why not he replied. So Amy scurried to her room and changed into black rip jeans with a blue shirt and white sneakers, her hair was tried in a ponytail. And she was set to go, Ri am ready. *Riley chuckled* alright let go.

Dammit, there was no way I was going to get these three to leave, especially if they knew that I was going to do something that they considered fun. "Wow, Amya." Pam continued, letting her eyes trail along Amya’s body, which was being shown perfectly due to her tracksuit. "You’ve got one hell of a figure." "You think so?" Amya asked, striking a pose. "I feel that it could be better." "Nope, you’re perfect, doll." Pam assured, giving Amya a flirtatious wink. "Enough," I huffed, pulling Amya closer. "Why is it that everyone wants to flirt with my mate?"

Aiomi looks differently from his brother. He has this clean cut blond hair , with tantalizing ocean blue eyes, he also has a tanned skin and he's taller than Hikaru, on the other hand, Hikaru has black long hair, which is tied neatly. He has this charismatic deep amber eyes, his complexion is pale yet you could see his cheeks are a bit pinkish. Both of them has pink lips and good looking. In my opinion, Aiomi is older than his brother. Why did I say so? Because of how Aiomi scolded him.

she opens the bags and picks up a pudding, starting to eat it - Are you just going to watch? She smiles weakly, even though she is hurt she is still my best friend. I sit beside her and start to eat a chocolate pie. “Eat properly, you will end up melting your clothes,” she scolds me. “Who is the guy?” “If I tell you, you won't believe me.” “Amanda is crazy about pudding, I think it's cute the way she eats it, she always melts her clothes and scolds me.” “Filippo Valentini.” “Na-nani?” And here we go, Amanda loves anime and sometimes skips these disconnected words.

Little pig snorted at Fremingo with dissatisfaction. The next moment, it felt the fierce eyes of men who could kill pigs, and immediately counseled. Then, like a bullied little daughter-in-law, she groaned back into the piglet's nest. Then looked at Yuri,with pathetic eyes. Yuri w came forward to rub its little pig's head. "Tiramisu is good ~" The girl's voice is soft, without the coolness, it sounds soft. Fremingo looked at the girl, with beautiful hair and shawls,her skin,and her beautiful side face, and her slightly raised corners with a shallow smile, this is the little girl in his heart.

I chuckled. "Peter Pan is better. I love Peter Pan." "No!," Amari yelled, "Wendy is not nice." "What do you mean, pearl? Have you ever seen the movie?" "Okay, okay... We will visit both okay?" Flynn said in a soothing voice. "I want cake too." That was Amari asking. "You already ate so much cake, babygirl. It's not good." I said caressing her chubby cheeks. She gave me the puppy dog eyes. "Mommy..!"

Amy took her sweet time to join me, and I could clearly sense how upset she was when she sat down to my right. “Kujo, this is Amy. She’s afraid because she doesn’t know you, but she still wants to help you,” I said. “So please, let her do it.” In the pause that followed, Amy stiffened, frowned and then gaped, eyes like grapefruits on the corner. “What is it?” I asked, bringing my voice down. “It— It sat down and sort of changed its shape. It’s trying to look friendly!” She leaned forward. “Careful,” said one of the Blotters through my phone.

Ayumi loses her temper and lunges at the pot on top of the stove. With a wooden bowl, she takes one of the dough balls out of the boiling water and blows on it, spreading the desirable aroma even more. Then she takes it in her hand to continue cooling it until she can finally take a bite. "Oh! it has the same texture as mochi! This is by far the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life!" "What is that Ayumi?" Helena asks with curiosity "Its a food from my homeland, it is... hmmm, how to say it... mofu mofu?"

Amy said dramatically, and I chuckled at her actions. "Fine," he growled before getting up from the couch. "What kind of pizza do you want?" he asked. "Chicken pizza," she answered. "I'll go get it for you. Will that make you happy?" he said. "More than happy," Amy blinked, and he chuckled. Gosh! Trevor's really so cute. His dark, fluffy curtain bangs made him look like Soobin, my favorite member from the K-pop boy group TXT. "You should go with him too," Amy said.