Tokyo Blur Novels & Stories

Keeping my eyes on the floor avoids them shifting to the man dressed in the bright blue blazer. I hate to say it, but the man is looking as good as one of the glazed donuts that my sister brought. They were a hit with all the officers... not to be stereotypical or anything, but who doesn't like donuts? I remember them to be very sweet, with the thin layer of fluffy crispness due to being fried in oil, but haven't had a donut since I was a teenager.

She lifted something into the air with both hands. Brea sucked in a huge breath when she finally realized that Victoria held a baby high into the air, a bright blue blanket swathed the boy as he began to cry. The whole beautiful setting turned from a sparkling scene to a black ash color before her very eyes. Everything blurred and the once bright colors ran together, like a Rockwell painting gone wrong. She could hear a loud roaring, it sounded like that time when a tornado passed close to where she lived in town last year. Her body shook as her stomach heaved. This can’t be real! She leaned her head back and screamed, “NOOOO!”

The city's energy was contagious, and Luna couldn't wait to immerse herself in the unique blend of tradition and modernity that Tokyo had to offer. Her first stop was the iconic Shibuya Crossing, known as one of the busiest intersections in the world. Luna stood at the heart of the crossing, surrounded by a sea of people eagerly crossing the streets in perfect synchrony. The neon lights and towering billboards added to the electric atmosphere, creating a vibrant tapestry of sights and sounds. Luna found herself swept up in the excitement, crossing the intersection herself and feeling the pulse of Tokyo's fast-paced lifestyle.

"I have a business meeting. It shouldn't take more than a day. After that, the city is ours." Tokyo was a sensory overload in the best possible way. It was a city that hummed with a vibrant, electric energy, a beautiful, chaotic symphony of ancient tradition and futuristic technology. And seeing it through Lucien's eyes was like seeing it in high definition. We didn't stay in a hotel; we stayed in a sprawling penthouse suite in a skyscraper in Roppongi Hills, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city's glittering skyline.

The fountain at the center, was just enough to hold attention without overwhelming everything else. Then the color green. Muted in some places, deep in others which hints of something brighter beneath, like it was trying to surface but hadn’t yet. The others worked around me; adding, adjusting, building on what was already there. It felt all… easy, just right. Like everything was aligning in a way I didn’t have to force. I lost track of time. Of everything outside the canvas, until the Mrs. Toria’s voice cut cleanly through the room. “Take ten.”

2 years later I am here outside my school, feeling the breeze of the air that is touching my skin. And as this engineering school of mine is near the Manila bay, where you can watch the beautiful sunset, I stood here and watched that masterpiece of the nature. The sky is in the color of orange, yellow, and a hint of blue. Which calms my mind. I hugged myslef as I can feel the cold breeze. I took a deep breath, and smiled. I can’t help ut to smile. Everything is over. Everything have fall in their places. There is no more of everything. I’m at peace. We are at peace. Of my best friend slash brides maid Elocin, and my fiance Elexier. Yes, that’s right, fiance.

​The sky over Neo-Tokyo was no longer a Bruised violet. For the first time in fifty years, it was a terrifying, crystalline black, dotted with the cold fire of distant stars. But the beauty of the "Awakening" was short-lived. As the Static Blanket dissolved, the vacuum left behind was filled with a new kind of sound, a high-pitched, metallic whine that vibrated in the teeth of every shifter in the city.

We’ll be in the same room again twenty four hours from now. I sent the reply and stuck one hard black headphone in so I could enjoy some music. Би-2 (bi-2) blasted into my eardrum and I leaned against the white plastic chair. Shuffling their playlist, I stop when my favorite song, “Spark Off”, begins to play. “Greedily swallows the sun Жадно так глотает солнце Two silver wings Два серебряных крыла Your dear friend will not return

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Our trip to Tokyo contained only... Blaze going all crazy in bed, he said... behind all of his actions, there was a reason... that he was enjoying making love in front of the enchanting Fuji mountains. I whined because Blaze didn't come out of the hotel room at all and allowed me to enjoy the air of cherry blossom country. Blaze started fondling my body again, according to our agreement... he had bought a dozen or more condom packs and is now wearing them again.