Tsukimichi Novels & Stories

**Haru (smiling):** “Easy. Pinch, don’t stab.” I show her the grip—thumb and forefinger on the top stick, middle finger guiding the bottom. She mirrors me, a little clumsy at first, but gets an onigiri to her mouth on the third try. **Mia (after the first bite, eyes closing):** “Oh my gods. This is so good. The rice is perfect. And the sour plum in the middle—” **Haru:** “Umeboshi. Mom’s specialty.” We eat in comfortable quiet for a minute, just the sound of chopsticks and the low roar of the cafeteria behind us.

Telling her of these was the first step in knowing the dangers of Kósmima. “Okay. Not ordinary. Got it.”, she repeated and stuck closer to Hughes – holding his wrist. The more they went deeper into the forest, the lighter the leaves got. Selena was beaming at how the colors of the trees changed the deeper they got. Her smiling face was evident to Hughes. “We’re actually near the cherry blossomed place that I saw at the top?”, she asked, her eyes still up at the trees.

“You have so many friends.” “Did Miranda gave you cupcakes again?” Mizuko gasped, jumping away from him, looking all flustered. She shut her eyes for a second, biting her lower lip. How could her feelings get the best of her?! She does it every time he is gone! “Yes, maybe she did!” And she heard him chuckle. “Anyways! I have made a friend named Blue and she is so amazing! She could hit a target who moves really fast!” “Blue?” Kenshi asked which she nodded. “You should ask her sometimes if she works for the Kingdom of Hikari. To be sure, ask her if she works for Yushiro, the greatest swordsman, my rival.”

‘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.”

Tiffany says robotically as she shoves a bottle of wine my direction. "That's what he said," Geni mumbles behind me. I ignore her and smile at Tiffany, hoping she didn't hear. Judging by the look on her face and the way Rowen squeezes her shoulder, I think we all heard her. "I'm glad you could be here." I take the wine and look at the label. "Petrolo Galatrona 2013 straight from Tuscany. Wow. This is a great year." "You know wine?" she asks, brows crinkling. "With the way you suck down those yard-long margaritas, I thought all you liked were cheap drinks."

New rich. I follow my lovely partner who sits in a small table in the corner. “On your right.” I hear him mumble with a low voice. I turn and search between five men sitting together until I spot a familiar face. Akiyama Tatsuki. The waiter approaches our table and asks, “Would you like to order drinks?” The Black Tiger points to a drink on the menu card and the waiter stares at me shyly, “Hum, just coke for me. If you have it of course.” I chuckle awkwardly.

when she finally recovered from the shock she turned towards dexter only to see him removing his blue contacts and it felt like she felt in love with him all over again looking into those grey pools of death that she had fallen for years ago. "You are right I have a lot of explaining to do but let's start with introducing you to my brother that is my older step- brother Marco McCoy"

Lucien laughed then chimed in with Irina's words, "No. A creature like Derick is not suitable for little talk, Irina." "I know." said Irina. "I have to control my speech." Derick replied. Everyone nodded, agreeing with Derick's words. Even Irina, who rarely nodded in agreement with her brother’s words, nodded this time as well. "Lucien?" call Irina. "Yes, sister?" "I know the taste of The Sweet Blood." said Irina with a straight-blank look. "You didn't bite the girl?" Damien asked Irina. Irina shook her head faintly. "Nope." She answered. "I just stuck my sharp nails in. And I can feel the rest of the blood sticking to it." Irina looked at her right fingernails expressionlessly. "His blood i

It cringed watching the joy on her face as she touched him. Chance played along and went with it, clearly just wanting to be nice. But the whole scene annoyed me, and left a bitter taste in my mouth. “What did you call him,” I snapped at Susie once they were gone. She laughed out loud, drawing the attention of the humans. “He’s a tiger, a cat. So … a big pussy cat you know,” she said, playfully punching my shoulder. “A true tiger shifter,” I said, in awe. I’d never seen one. We had a couple of different shifters here now but none were a tiger.

Ken took a rolled towel that was on the side table. "This is what you call "oshibori." It's a warm wet towel that we use to wipe our hands before we eat. Next, this is called “tsukidashi.” This is an appetizer while we wait for our main course. food." he started explaining things to Cherish. Cherish took a small bite of “tsukidashi," and she lets out a smile after tasting it. "It tastes delicious!" she chirped. And just like a perfect timing, their food and drinks finally arrives.