Sasusaku Lemon Novels & Stories

She dresses quick: jeans, Lake Hamilton tee, then pulls Haru’s hoodie over it all. The red kanji sits bold across her chest. She buries her nose in the collar—inhales deep—his scent still strong: fire, cedar, faint antiseptic, him. A grin spreads across her face—private, giddy. Meanwhile, at the Nakamura house— Haru slips in through the back door. The kitchen is already alive: Seras at the counter, hair in twin buns again, humming as she packs two identical bentos—tamagoyaki spirals, teriyaki chicken, onigiri with salmon, edamame, pickled veggies, strawberries arranged in little hearts.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

As per Sang-Yeon's instructions, his men order food, one offers to feed me, the other begs me to eat but I just keep telling them that I'm not Sofia, and my husband will be livid if he finds out about this. It takes a long time before Sang-Yeon comes back to the room, this time holding a bouquet of roses, pink like Sofia's favourite colour but he got the flowers wrong, she hates roses. “You still haven't eaten?” he frowns, watching me closely. “You don't have to wait for me to eat, Usagi-chan." (Little bunny.) “Watashi wa anata no kawaii usagi janai no yo, kono saikopasu.” (I am not your little bunny, you psychopath.) I snap.

the host Tomo Sawada accepted, "what do the gentlemen-sons-in-law say to all this?" III Yukio Sasaki woke that day with a chill. If things weren’t worse, he woke in place where didn’t want to be. A woman sat nearby him. He moved his head and saw her more clearly. She was beautiful but petite in stature. He moved his head to the side, trying to avert his gaze. "Who are you or what are you?" he as asked. "I’m a bisexual loli vampire," she replied. Before he knew it she was on top of him.

“Naka-Meguro? What’s there?” “There’s a soba place I’ve wanted to try for a while. It’s called Tokyo Dosanjin.” Sakura quickly typed it into G****e, scrolling through reviews and photos. “Oh, they use citrus in their soba?” “The citrus soba’s not in this month,” Heri grinned. “But their lunch sets still look good. Come on, get ready.” Sakura smiled faintly. Heri looked genuinely excited. While Sakura got herself ready, Heri checked his own bag—PASMO card, wallet, charger, phone. “All good,” he murmured.

“It’s not that. You smelled more like yourself, like Sakamaki Yuu.” “Wha-” I gaped. I don’t understand what he was trying to tell me. “Pretty confusing, right? Well that is what it is. Your soul as Sakamaki Yuu is slowly mixing together with Lancelot Ral Constance. If let be, you both will become one. It may be a happy occasion, if you want to assume it that way, but it can also be a bad thing. It’s up to you what you wanted to think this occurrence as.” Izana paused a bit to adjust my position in his arm. I told him to let me down after that, yet he insisted on wanting to carry me. The conversation continued.

She blushed. "Alright then. It was nice doing business with you Mr.Smith." Sasaki curtsied as they stood to leave. He had a little british attitude in him. "Pleasure is mine, Mr Sasaki. Uhmm..I think we should grab some food." "Yeah. I'm starving." Lucrecia agreed with a dramatic yawn. Lohan rolled his eyes at her. "Of course. I'd see that a special arrangement is.."

He looked at me and nodded then he went back to his desk. “I’ll be right back Yukio. Stay here. I’ll bring you some snacks too.” He nodded and I went to the kitchen. From the time I spent here, I noticed that they don’t put any sweetener in their tea. Maybe I should make Sora some honey lemon tea. I grabbed some lemons and a jar of honey. I made sure to make the tea sweet and refreshing. I also grabbed a few fruits and cut them into animal shapes for Yukio. I went back to the study. When I opened the door, they both looked at me.

" Jay questions, making us turn to him. Since this doesn't look amazing. Seeing the mess on the scents of Jay, Justoedith , and Grecia, my closest companion and I walked back to the metal table. Sassa is on her stomach, her sweater pulled up to support the height and show her back. My eyes widen in shock as I see something moving under his skin, solidly where the vertebrae of his spine should be. “I think I'll take the plunge,” Justin reports as my supervisor makes contact with whatever continues on the rear of the oblivious young woman. After three seconds, Sassa 's back splits open, exposing what has all the markings of her spine moving like a snake. He just gags and before anyone can say

There was no way at least one or two of them wouldn’t pierce her skin—and she saw now, as she examined the wound more intently, that they had indeed drawn blood. Frowning, Suzie lowered the flower from her face. Then the frown deepened as her brow knitted with anger. She threw the thing down, sticking her finger in her mouth and sucking at the same time. Suzie gazed at the monster that had had the audacity to look so welcoming, so attractive—that had lured her into its trap, like a fly in a spider’s web. Well, this was one fly who could fight back, because it was bigger, so much bigger than the spider.