Tatsumaki Sus Novels & Stories

I sighed, looking at the shirtless pic where Daisuke had his hand tugging his jeans down slightly to show that he was eithern’t wearing underwear or had pulled them down to show his skin. “HOLY FUCK!” Pam exclaimed, leaning over to look at my phone and nearly dumping tequila on me. “Relax.” I laughed. “Here, trade you the phone for the tequila.” I offered. “Deal.” Pam eagerly pushed the bottle into my hand and took my phone. “This one is yummers. Who is he, and where can I get one?” “He’s Daisuke Yamada and he lives in Katashina, Japan.” I sighed and took a long swig from the bottle.

That’s the only reason I could think of… In that case, I know what I’m going to do now. Bri jumped up from the table. “Suji, get my coat. I’m heading out.” The butler named Suji formed a slight smirk. “Right away, Madam, but may I ask… where to?” Bri made her way past Suji, then turned her head to respond. “I’m going to claim my prize.” —— A hooded Tamashi danced through the alleyways, amplifying his body with electricity. ‘Don’t overdo it, Tamayo. You may be able to wield some lightning, but that doesn’t mean your weak-ass body can handle it very well.’

“I want you to find out which myths have descended recently as Raid Bosses.” “Yes, my liege.” He responded with utmost dedication. “Tamamo. You've seen the battle with Shuten-douji, correct?” She asked. “Yes, Ammy~” She said playfully. Sutoku shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Find out about the humans that defeated him.” “Gladly~ I remember his face quite well.” “His face?” “Yes~ He's pretty cute. I'll make sure to get as much as I can from him~” Tamamo's eyes were filled with desire as she licked her lips.

Isabella is claimed looking at the teacher. "I already suggested bunking this class and getting drunk" Lauren complained. "Shut up Lauren" Marissa hissed. Isabella just laughed at the two. They both were childhood best friends and loved each other more than BLOOD related siblings yet they were world apart in their personality. Lauren was a Kick-Ass girl, Always dressed in leather, she feared nothing. She had recently dyed her hair blue that matched her electric blue eyes. Her complexion was super pale. She was model like tall around 5 Feet 9 inches.

Friday Morning, March 26, 2027 6:47 a.m. Seras’s house smells like miso, grilled salmon, and the specific brand of green tea her mom has shipped from Iwate every month. I wake up on the floor with the blanket half over my head and Seras already kicking me gently in the ribs. Seras (whisper-yelling): “Up, storm queen. Mom made tamagoyaki and she’ll cry if it gets cold.” I groan, but the smell drags me upright.

But she knew too well that if she didn't start acting up now, she would miss a lot of things. Picking the small satchel that was given to her by the blonde creature who was an Inuphyle, named Carson, he said that the God of Fate instructed her to give this to her when she took her to leave. It seems that the satchel is the famous beginner's pack given by Gods to Wandering souls who are on their quest to leveling.

He then looked at Tatsuya to gauge his expression, and was a little surprised to see the guy merely raising an eyebrow. “I see,” said Tatsuya with a sigh, finishing his orange with such speed that was enough to make Ren’s head spin. Just how fast can this guy eat? “I was right then. Those injuries of yours…then that reaction.” Tatsuya smiled as he looked at Ren, either not noticing or ignoring the fact that Ren had tensed up, ready to make a bolt for it. “Shibasaki-kun, you’re…a killer for some organisation, aren’t you?”

The treehouse was a magical place, a world of possibilities where adventure could happen at any moment. As he sat there, focused on the sketching, Hibiki caught sight of his new friend, Tatsu, who sat across from him. Tatsu had dark brown hair and bright, inquisitive eyes, always asking questions about anything and everything. Hibiki smiled shyly as Tatsu leaned over to take a look at his drawing. “That looks so cool!” Tatsu whispered. “You’re gonna win the award for sure. It’s like something from a movie!” Hibiki grinned, a little bashful but pleased with the compliment. “You think so?”

“Darling, are you kidding me? Not just anybody can fix this! Only I can fix this because it is my masterpiece and I don’t want anyone to ruin it, again!” Sakura jumped a little in her seat at the exclamation. Jane, who was sitting on the sofa beside Sosuke, jumped as well. Sosuke said in Japanese to Mr. Tachibana, “Tachibana-sensei, you’re frightening her. If you must know, she’s Mr. Princeton’s adoptive daughter.” Mr. Tachibana widened his eyes at Sosuke with a questioning look. “What?” he replied in Japanese.

‘Tell him that she is ours,' he urges, feeling very territorial since we have yet to mark and claim her as our own. “It smells amazing, like honey suckle and peaches, but I don’t think it’s that of Amaris,” he quickly says, picking up on the sudden nearly boiling tension in my body. “I’ve been around her before, I scented her when your father introduced her to the pack, this is different and my wolf is going nuts wanting to track it.”