Sho Arrietty Novels & Stories

It was my loss. "Really? What's its name?" "Child of the Mountain." Amara's eyes sparkled with interest before dimming slightly. Hmph, it's not that impressive. Amara hummed."Hmmm...what is that about?" Arima-san opened and closed her mouth perhaps mentally summarizing the plot in her head. "Surpassing amazing parents." Amara clapped her hands together, her eyes twinkling. "Ah! So... the parents are the mountains? I see, that sounds like a good read."

and Makimi pouts. “Alright! Alright! I get it… so can we move that corpse somewhere before that?” says Natsuko while pointing at the corpse of the tentacle monster. Pouring some water on the corpse, Ayame says- “I think I’ve seen this in the book… lemme check!” and she takes out her phone and goes through her images. Makimi leans in to see what she was seeing and sees descriptive images of yokai stored on her phone. She scrolls through while reading their names.

Cherry blossom mixed with something else, something that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. .“Uh do you have any clothes?” she mutters, trying to keep herself hidden behind the tree. “Oddly enough, I do!” I crouch down and pull a rock out the way, throwing some sweats at the girl. Turning my back and allowing her to have some privacy as she quickly gets dressed. “You know, you are lucky little wolf, I don't even know your name and yet I have granted you permission to be here.” “I’m really sorry” “My name is Aria” she mutters quietly as she finishes dressing.

I say politely. Ryuki helps me to a fallen log that they’ve moved close to the fire. He gently helps me to sit. Then he looks around and gets some food and water for the two of us before coming to sit down beside me. I drink the water quickly and I’m surprised when Shao jumps up to refill it for me. “So, how long have all of you been riders?” I ask them as I begin to pull the meat that Ryuki brought me off the bone. “Mara is the youngest rider at just a couple of months. But Shao has been a rider for several years,” Aris says.

Little Shen POV "What I Know" I am eight years old, which is old enough to know a lot of things. I know my name is Shen Voss-Mirei. My teacher asked me once which name was real and I said both, obviously. She nodded like I told her something surprising. I do not know why it was surprising. I know Aria is three, which means she still thinks worms are interesting enough to carry in her pocket. She dropped one on Papa's suit jacket last spring. Papa's face went through six different expressions before he carried her inside to change. I counted. It was six.

Shaking my head to get rid of the blurry vision, I see the aracharles approaching Shocker and Jump. With Jump back on her feet, she and Shocker raise their weapons and prepare for a fight, but I know there's no way the two of them can fight an aracharles. Sucking up the pain, I push myself up and ready myself for a fight. "Ahh," I scream only for a few seconds before I see something shining in the trees. The thing, whatever it is, shoots out from the trees and hits the aracharles right in its ugly head. The aracharles scream and stumble, knocking over a bunch of trees as it swings its legs wildly around.

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

Arieon was dressed in a purple sundress that stopped above her knees. Thankfully, she was allowed to wear flat shoes this time. Her hair was pulled in a messy bun and she wore only mascara and lip gloss. "You look beautiful", Agatha told her. "Simple would have been the perfect word but I'm not complaining, am I?", Arieon shrugged and she laughed. They walked into the living room and saw Matteo leaning on the wall with a brownie in his mouth as he typed away on his phone.

She learned to trust her intuition even more and found a newfound harmony with the natural world. Aria: The sharpshooting archer, typically reserved and guarded, found herself in a realm of mirrors that reflected her emotions. She confronted her past and her reluctance to open up to others. Aria realized that her vulnerability was not a weakness but a testament to her humanity. She vowed to share her thoughts and feelings with her companions more openly, deepening their bonds.