Shikimori Novels & Stories

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Sierra shook her head. Kim surveyed the sushi spread. Her chopsticks hovered motionless, ready to pounce, like a female praying mantis with its mate after copulating. Celine couldn’t take it anymore, “And?” Pouncing on a piece of albacore, Kim examined her selection. “And we’ll see how it goes. He is a hot piece of Russian ass. He is smart. He looks stoic, but once you get to know him, he is funny. And he is not an emotionally scarred asshole who is afraid of commitment.”

Kiran suddenly flicked his right index finger, sending a drop of blood toward Shimada. Shimada tried to dodge, but he was a step too late, and the drop of blood landed on his right arm, making a sizzling sound as it was burning through him. Ah… Shimada let out a painful cry. He quickly retreated, covering up the hole in his arm. His eyes were glowing blue as he looked at Kiran in fear and anger. Kiran looked at his wound in surprise as it miraculously started to heal itself. “Is it a monster?”

"Oh my god, you like him!" "Shut up," Raiden said. "We're just friends!" "You like him!" "Just shush!" Raiden muttered and went slightly red. "He makes me feel nice." "Does he make you all gooey and warm on the inside?" Tai asked sarcastically. "It's like there's fireworks whenever we touch," Raiden said. Tai froze. "I know that sounds cheesy, don't take the piss, Tai, but there's just something that feels right- and I know it's not been long-"

However, Monica was still polite and tried to hide it. Shirosaki, who was kicked by Chihiro, had a flush on his face and he seemed to be very excited. Monica realized the term "hentai" could be applied to someone for the first time. Monica suddenly remembered that Chihiro had told him yesterday that although Sakurasou was a school-affiliated dorm, it was privately run and not all the students were living in this place which meant... "Monica, although this guy is a bit disgusting, his name is Shirosaki Shizuru. He lives in Sakurasaou and he's also a well-known novelist. He will be your neighbor from now on."

Behind the invitation was a paper with just one sentence. "Target: Hitotsu Shiho, Gender: Male, get details on order 66. Passcode: Full moon and starry night in the same sentence. Good luck." (This is good, Kadachi has to go to this event too so maybe I can tag along with him and use this as a cover.)

Louis slowly lowered the lid of his laptop. With trembling fingers he found a pack of cigarettes and lit it. That's all. End. Their romance with Kitsune is over ... And this time he put an end to it. He sat, stunned, not understanding how it happened, inhaling and exhaling hot acrid smoke.

Instead of sitting beside him, she climbed onto his lap. Kane went completely still. Mona settled comfortably against him, apparently unaware of the effect she was having. Her eyes dropped to the glass. "What's that?" "Whiskey." She looked at him. "May I?" "Just a sip." He handed it over. Mona took the smallest taste. Her entire face twisted. "That's nasty." Kane laughed. "You asked for it." "It tastes like someone dissolved a table in alcohol." "That's whiskey." "I'll stick to ramen thank you ."

The creature from below climbed onto the final step. Its massive body blocked the staircase. Scales covered it from throat to tail, pale as old bone. The hanging lanterns beneath its horns burned with gold fire. It lowered its head toward Shigure. He did not raise his weapon. Still angry? The creature snapped at him. Its jaws closed inches from his face. Shigure smiled faintly. Yes. Kiyomi stared. You know that thing? It has a name. What? Harun. The creature rumbled. The bridge shook.

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.