Tomoe Novels & Stories

Toma suddenly called out to Noru. "Yeah?" "… I'm sorry, Daiki." That surprised Noru when Toma called him by his first name again. "I'm sorry." He repeated and hugged Noru from behind as well. Toma's words made Noru a bit teary, so he forced a smile to cheer himself up. "It's fine, I'll move on somehow. And I hope whatever you work on Yuji works out." "Yeah, I do too." "Though just let me say this, just this once." "What?" Toma whispered. "I love you, Hiroyuki Tomakawa."

they might be in group,harmless or even dangerous since I don't know for sure,to even turn back and check is now a problem because of the fear that am feeling. Immediately I got up,I took the house key from my pocket,rampling it before I insert the right key,my hands shaking and sweating at the same time. The instant I was able to open the door,I shut it back and lock it, infact I pulled down the curtains of the window that's exposing the room. 2 years ago four bodies of young teanagers were found dead at same road I do take to school. they were killed in cold blood. A rumour went around about the murderer being a vampire because of the autopsy did to Know the cause of their death.

My father suggested and I nodded in agreement. Look at us working together. Couples goals or what! With the remaining energy in my body, I sent a continuous purple blast of light toward the bridge, aiming at its center. My father was next, a jet black beam being sent to the same point I had hit. Then Alina joined, a blood-red blast hitting the same point again.

What a waste of my time and energy. *** Breath Kamara. Breath. You can so do this. I tried encouraging myself as I placed my palms on the soil. I missed this. Even if I almost died because of this I still felt an undeniable attraction to nature. The white rose which I had used to discover my powers was nowhere in my room which means someone had seen it and taken it. Back to the present. I was outside in my mom's garden, crouched over the lettuce patch. I concentrated and closed my eyes as a sense of calm overcame my senses. I opened my eyes and smiled at the sight of the big lettuce.

Could it be that Ema is Tuberose? A mix of emotions swirls within me—surprise, disbelief, and a hint of excitement. The pieces of the puzzle start to fall into place, and suddenly, everything makes sense. Ema, my wife's best friend, is the talented writer behind the captivating online persona known as Tuberose.

‘We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language.’ -Joyce Carol Dates Ember We arrived at the Scarlet Moon Pack gates within hours. Our horses were foaming and smelled of sweat as they breathed hard from running for so long. We pulled them to a stop in front of the guards that were standing at the gates. Bastet padded up beside us and sat down to rest while he panted loudly from running. The guard looked at Demir and me, our horses and then Bastet with wide eyes.

Dmitri's POV: I hummed softly as I fixed Toma a piece of baked lamb with honey and sugar dripping all over it as a flavoring for it. I looked towards him as I slipped it onto a plate and then placed it in front of him on the counter, rubbing his head. I had baked it with the honey and sugar on it so that it would seep into the lamb's meat and get all throughout it... not just on the surface where he would be able to lick all of it off. He looked it over before licking the surface and started to eat it, moaning in pleasure with every bite. I felt something squirm in my pocket until a little flash of red leapt up onto the counter and started after Toma's lamb. I widened my eyes as I recognized

"Strawberry." "What?" I asked as I blinked in surprise. He huffed. "Continue the fruit pattern." "Uhm, orange?" I asked, confused. "Apple." "Grape." "Banana." "Mango." "Tomato." I laughed. "Tomatoes aren't fruit." He laughed too. "Well, they aren't really vegetables either." We both laughed for a moment and a wide, genuine smile plastered itself on my face. "Do you feel better now?" he asked, his voice soft.

F I F T E E N Y E A R S A F T E R “You’re my honey bunch, sugar plum, pumpy-umpy-umpkin, you’re my sweetie pie. You’re my cuppycake gumdrop soogums boogums, you’re the apple of my eye and I love you so and I want to know that I’ll always be right here, and I love to sing sweet songs for you because you are so dear.” Aimee sang with a wide happy grin as she drew Hello Kitty’s face on the cupcakes, humming as she squeezed her piping bag.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.