Romans & histoires Sun Hashira

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

It was still dark so the streak of golden light from the sun was so magnificent as it brings light to the darkness of the world. “We’re at the other end of the lake. The opposite of where I built the cabin. Do you like it?” Unconsciously, Kaliyah nodded. “Yes! I like it very much!” she replied, smiling wide at him. “I didn’t even know the sun could be as beautiful as this. I used to admire the sunset before. But never the sunrise. I always fear starting new because I was scared of what it will bring. Yet… I wasn’t aware beginnings could also be beautiful…”

____ The next morning, she called Hiya's brother, Ashok, and said, "Please make Hiya ready as a bride. Tomorrow, I will come to take her. I will arrange for the bride's attire to be sent to my servants by evening." Overjoyed at this unexpected turn of events, Ashok replied, "Yes, madam, it is my sister's good fortune that she will be of service to you." Smiling, Shalini responded, "Certainly, why not?" After the conversation with Shalini, Ashok was turning around when he noticed Hiya standing behind him. She had heard the conversation but couldn't comprehend the full extent of it. Intrigued and puzzled, she waited for Ashok to explain the situation.

The main room was packed with people, all facing the center where Marcus stood there. Her Marcus. Tall and handsome with his blonde hair that caught the light. His bright smile that used to make her heart skip. He wore formal clothes, the kind pack members wore for important occasions. For matings. For anniversaries. Next to him stood Isla. Lyra's best friend. The girl she'd grown up with. The one she'd told all her secrets to. The one she'd trusted with everything. Isla wore a beautiful dress, deep blue like the evening sky. And on her head sat a silver circlet, the mark of a Luna.

I'll just have to make do with it for the rest of the day. Noticing the mirror, I stop, staring at my reflection. My naturally wavy white hair flows down my breasts. Something I had tried to hidr for years with cloths and handkerchiefs, but they always get noticed. A reminder of my beta lineage. A Solari. Apart from that, my eyes have two colors, blue on one side and green on the other, which makes me stand out even more. All the other maids have brown or black eyes. I have no clue if its a mixture of my parents' eye color or if it had something to do with me having two wolves. It would make sense, because Annika has blue eyes and Kanya have green.

Kōjin: “Breakfast is served. Then we teach my daughter how to burn the sky without burning the world.” Seras laughs (bright, unstoppable, home). The armor hums in perfect harmony. Sunrise over Kyoto just got a new permanent fixture: One fire sorceress in legendary shogun armor, space buns shining, crimson streak blazing, finally, finally whole. And the rest of us? We’re just lucky enough to stand in her light. Summer just became legendary.

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

"My, my...We are finally blessed with Luna's presence. When I turned to face the voice, I saw a woman standing at the doorway, her body posed like a sculpture that God himself had made. Her hair fell in curls over one shoulder and was deep auburn, nearly scarlet.Every movement caused her clothing to sparkle as it clung to her body like molten gold.The smile that promised peril was curled into her lips. It was the Blood Moon Alpha's daughter, Ariel, referred to as the Southern Flame.Bred from a pure Alpha family with a reputation for using fire magic, this warrior is among the most fierce.The woman who had broken my door and caused me to experience a trauma of broken doors was also the Alpha'