Tsukihiko Amo Novels & Stories

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Kline responded cutting off Yoshiko's question. "She is unconscious when I reached her here and she just transformed. Sachiko is a silver-gray wolf" Kline explained looking at Sachiko. "You mean what happened a while ago is because she transformed?" The queen asks in disbelief. Kline looked up at the moon that had just turned back to its original color and nodded her head. Water started to stream down to the queen's cheek as she look at Sachiko. "My daughter" she mumbled just enough for Kline and Yoshiko to hear making them look into each other.

; he muttered while gnashing his death " Well, why do you wanna know that?"; the blond said with pouty lips "It won't be fun to kill a samurai without knowing his name"; Kagami retorted with a grin on his face. " well I am Yahiko"; he said showing a warm smile Kagami shook his head slightly and took a stance, he placed his left foot at the front while his right was widely open at the back. He tighten his right palm into a fist while his right was hanging mid-air.

Eiko sat seiza, precise, silver-streaked chignon unyielding, fox-sharp features softened only by pearl earrings, swaying judgment. I lowered, opposite an athletic frame, folding disciplined despite the South Side itch to bolt, hazel eyes locking her piercing dark. She poured matcha in a slow ritual, jade-ringed fingers steady as katana strikes, bowl extended in two-handed reverence, masking steel. "Nia Whitaker," she said, Tokyo clip weaving English silk, "you intrigue. Kenji's crisis queen, dismantling his careful chaos. Drink." Bitter green coated my tongue, grounding the unease prickling my scar above the brow. "Intrigue's mutual, Eiko-san. Inviting the enemy to tea? Bold play for a woman

“Her name is Noriko Yamaguchi, one of the assassins from the Island Nations’ Shindan Way. She’s experienced in using firearms, especially sniper rifles, and it’s said that her marksmanship can be listed as the world’s top ten. “She was recently sent to Mordu along with many other professionals from the Shindan Way. “But these people don’t even know of each other’s existence. That’s why she’s unsure about the rest who came. “She serves directly under Sakura Miyamoto. “Sakura was the one who ordered the assassination. “You completely disgraced Hector Thompson at the auction hall. “Then, you walked out of the police station unscathed, proving Sakura’s efforts to be a huge joke. “Ordering your a

The mean girl who bullied Hikari came out and saw Kuroko. “Hey Kuroko, what are you doing here? Are you here to ask me to be your lyricist?” She asked. Kuroko knew this girl well. Her name was Takami Rin. She was an aspiring lyricist but she was mean and would often bring people down so she can be on top. One of the traits that Kuroko hated the most. Rin tried to latch on to Kuroko’s arm but he wasn’t interested. He pushed her hand away and he followed after Hikari.

He said with a chef’s kiss. Rio bowed slightly and introduced herself. “Greetings. My name is Komatsu Rio from the small Komatsu family. This here is my husband and my son-in-law.” Both Eiji and Sen bowed slightly when they were introduced. “Oh your husband is so young!” The old man Kazuki excitedly said as he looked over to Sen. Rio covered her face and laughed lightly. “Oh kind sir, you are so funny.” Old man Kazuki laughed with her and offered his hand to Eiji. “I’m just kidding. Nice to meet you folks. My name is Kuroyuki Kazuki, and I’m your host for today.”

“I am Mōri Shinsuke.” “And I am Hattori Koheita.” They introduced themselves. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I am standing in front of Mori Shinsuke and Hattori Koheita. I never thought I'd be able to meet them but here I am standing in front of them. I’m getting quite excited about being in their presence. They must have noticed my sudden change in personality. I quickly composed myself before I make any dumb decisions.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."