The Day I Picked Up Dazai Novels & Stories

The moment Ivy saw Hazel, her eyes lit up and she screamed excitedly, "You are the beautiful designer on the show Beauty on the Runway! I am such a big fan! I like your designs very much. They are all so beautiful. My birthday is coming up. Can you design an evening dress for me?" "Sure! It would be my honor," Hazel said with a smile. Daisy pouted and said, "Zac, you are already going to have one wife and one concubine. Where does that leave Leila? She came back from America before she could even finish her studies because of you." Daisy was a young photographer who had just returned from France after finishing her studies there. She had a good relationship with Leila, so she had to speak up

Daisy After everyone falls asleep including my loving mate, I slip outside for some alone time. Tomorrow is the day... the day the war finally begins. I've never been a violent person but I want nothing more than to sink my teeth into those who made Skylar the way he is now.

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.

*** ELIZA'S POV I woke up with a smile on my face and a fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day I had been looking forward to for days: the movie date with Dennis. I got out of bed and walked over to the window to open it, letting in the crisp morning air. But as soon as I did, memories of yesterday flooded back into my head.

Estella dropped her bag onto the table and reached for her laptop almost automatically. Routine. Control. But something felt… off. A notification blinked. Unknown sender. No subject. Her fingers hovered for a second. Then clicked. One line. No greeting. No signature. If you want the truth about Duan Dyne—stop trusting Aizen. Her breath stilled. An attachment. She opened it. A photograph. Old. Grainy. But clear enough. Aizen. Standing in the background of a location she recognized instantly. The site connected to her father’s final case.

The rocks around the pool were smooth and flat from centuries of water wearing them down and the morning sun was just coming over the ridge and hitting the mist and turning it gold. "I found this during the rebuilding," Dax said beside me. "The third month after you left. I was losing my mind and Ezra told me to go for a walk and I walked for two hours and found this and sat on that rock." He pointed to a flat stone beside the pool. "I sat there for six hours. Just listening to the water. It was the first time since the exile that my head went quiet." "You never brought anyone here?" "No one. Just me and Ruin." He looked at me and his eyes were soft and a little bit afraid. "I wanted you to

Let him bring along a phone with a stand for a live, first-person broadcast! It was like taking candy from a baby. Alicia agreed on the spot. The day of the challenge, I was glued to my phone, watching Tony's every step through the desert. The heat was so intense, it felt like it was radiating right through the screen. Alicia and her crew, comfy in their air-conditioned car, were still flushed from the blazing sun. However, Tony? He did not even seem to break a sweat. "Mommy, I'm so hot, it hurts!" Laura whimpered.

I could smell the city before I saw it. Then there it was. McDonald’s. We burst inside screaming, crying, and begging for help. Within an hour, our parents arrived. My mother held me so tight I couldn’t breathe. Then she hugged Daisy. And from that moment on, everything changed. That was the day my mother decided Daisy belonged to us. That was the day she decided Daisy should be my wife. Present Day Zade’s POV I closed the folder and leaned back in my chair. Everything was ready for Larry. And court was coming fast.

When I was eight, a prank by my little sister, Alice, left silver poison eating away at my heart. To save me, my dad knelt at the Temple of the Moon Goddess for ninety-nine days. Only then did he win two moonstone pendants from the Goddess, enough to hold the poison at bay. After that, Alice became the family pariah. They stopped speaking to her. They wouldn't even let her smile. For my sake, my father traveled far and wide searching for a cure for the silver poison. My mom quit her work as a healer to care for me, because the moonstone pendants needed her at the Moon Temple every day to replenish their magic. I always believed the Moon Goddess watched over me, blessing me with the best fami

The memory burning. “I wish you'd just died that day when you were ten. I wish they never revived you.” And then there was what Daniela had said when she agreed to go out with him. "Adrian, you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. You and me. A date." Every single sentence felt like a needle piercing straight through his chest, and the pain was bone-deep. Adrian's vision went dark, and his mind suddenly jumped to that day at the mall.