Sound Hashira Novels & Stories

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

Yeah, death is inevitable but I don't want to die foolishly! So the saying "You become the person you swore to destroy" is true? Nah! I won't stoop on Hana's level. Hold on a second, I am Eschia, not Valeria! I could change my fate! Yes, that's the solution! Callista, forgive me if I will change the course of events in your novel. I hope you'll understand my situation. I don't want more drama in my life.

He sounded angry but he was teasing. "No, Silver, we are here to help you dress up for the fight." Shinka answered. All that Shimki did was scoff in her fist. Silver's face was crestfallen when he turned to see that it was only Shinka and Shimki and not Shinja that had come to help him. "Why isn't Shinja with you?" "It is us you get Silver. Quit sulking so we can start." Shimki could not help laughing at poor Silver. He was being forced to face the ruthless Shinka. She had him exactly where she wanted him and he would do exactly as she said.

Harvey replied calmly, "I told you if I should cripple your hand before you surrender." "You idiot!" Haruka yelled as fear and terror twisted her face. Her makeup kept melting off her once beautiful face. "Do you even know who I am? I am Haruka Ito, the representative of the Far East Division of Hexagon Inc.! I am a member of the Five Royal Gates and daughter of the Way of Fire! I am Haru Miyamoto's lover, representative of the Island Nation's Martial Arts Alliance, Shinto Way prodigy, and the leader of the Six Schools. Even in Country A, I have countless people to back me up!

Then his voice goes grave in depth and his dark eyes sharpen as he proceeds, “You’re brewing for a terrifying war, Vyin. It’s unlike we’ve ever steered before, and with what’s forthcoming...” I flinch and shrink into my form when those obscure orbs shift in focus and avert my way. The stern edge in his bass voice vanishes as he regards me with faint traces of fascination contorting his stoic face to say, “That’s the one who’s been in your hair lately, is she?” I pout reflexively at his reference to me and dare to sport a frown of disapproval on my face as I challenge him mulishly. Kashira is the first to react, still bullying the protesting blonde in his captive. “You’ve got that right, Anik

- Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Ren Shibasaki didn’t turn around from his position before the gravestone of Tatsuya Fujiyama even when the sound of light crunch of gravel beneath shoes reached his ears. He merely stood there, eyeing the words engraved in the gravestone, with his hands stuffed in his pockets even when he knew Yuri and Tohya were both standing behind him. It was when Yuri sighed when he finally turned around. “I hope that we aren’t intruding,” she said apologetically.

He couldn’t cool off after hearing the news directly from Conan. “Her action wasn’t subtle but as I said, I have a protagonist buff.” Hashim raised his hand immediately like a good kid. “What is a protagonist buff?” Shadow waved in dismissal. “Something like that.” She didn’t elaborate long. Hashim however had an existential crisis. He covered his face with his palms. “It is because I am dumb?” He cried. “Is that it?” Shadow laughed, moved over, gently patting his shoulder which shivered down his spine.

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

I continued to follow Kenan, and as we got closer to the hut, I could hear Clarisa's voice very clearly. "That's Clarisa's voice!" My scream made Kenan's friends run faster because they were relieved that it was a human voice and not a demon. They looked for a way to get inside, but it seemed the old hut had been locked from the outside. "Break it!" Kenan's orders. "Do you think I'm that strong?" Protest the guy in the black hoodie. "Move!" Exclaimed one of them with bald hair. The bald guy was carrying a very large piece of wood.