Tsuruno Yui Novels & Stories

It was no surprise that Ruby was a bright red, shiny dragon with no black on her as Slate had, which seemed to make her scales even shinier and brighter the closer they flew to the sun. She was also smaller and more nimble. Nya kept her head down, near Ruby’s neck, as the dragon was going at full speed, in a rush to get Nya back to the battlefield, and it seemed evident Ruby had been wanting to fly for a while. Nya wondered how it had been determined who would stay behind before and who would go, but then, it appeared that Ruby was a maid, not warrior. She flew like someone who would be good to have in battle, though, and Nya was glad that she was in such a rush to get where they were going

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

He’s an Eastern Alpha; things worked differently over there. “And this,” he says as he finally pulls a young girl closer, and the cherry blossom scent overpowers me. “This is my youngest daughter, Umiko and her handmaiden Yui.” When I lay my eyes on the girl, I see what Andreas means by that she’s not my usual type; she’s completely plain, with jet back hair that reaches her tiny waist, dark hooded eyes which slant upwards, thin lips, a dimpled chin and a tiny, petite body. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, and I see something shift behind her dark eyes as her heartbeat starts to quicken.

"This big boy will have you screaming one day." "Yeah, I'd rather just be a lesbian than get in your bed Toshiro." She replied, waving him off. Aito and Haruto couldn't stop laughing. It was the first time any girl had blatantly rejected Toshiro. "What am I missing?" they all heard a familiar voice ask from behind. They turned to see Yua approaching Aito's desk. She had dyed her hair black with streaks of purple and pink. Haruto looked at Toshiro's grumpy face and burst out laughing. "Sakura said she'd rather be a lesbian than fuck Toshiro."

The owner of the gaze eventually left the area and headed towards the upper flows. ******* Shirona Yui was an average looking, bespectacled woman that works in the Human Resources section of the Sanming Gaming Studio. Although she wasn't very popular in the gaming studio with other employees, Shirona Yui was quite good at her job so her being made the head of the HR section was a smart move on the part of the gaming studio.

Hitomi Kirisawa had always been a fan of classical music, though her favourites were actually the piano pieces composed by the South Korean piano music composer, Yiruma. Yuri clenched her hands into fists by her sides, not showing any emotions outwardly. “How many people have you threatened or killed in order to attain that piece of information?” Yuri spoke blandly, betraying nothing in her voice at all. Kami ignored that snipe at him, and smiled a small and grim smile at Yuri. “It’s been a long time, Yuri-chan,” he said. “You’ve grown up.” Yuri’s right eye twitched visibly before she glared at Kami, her hands still clenched into fists by her sides. She gritted her teeth together with slight

I skip further into the little book, slightly curious about the dates I've noticed this far until I reached a page that caught my eye. December 21, 1997. The ground is covered with snow, the tulips and rose buds I've come to love and treasure are no more, yet I don't feel lonely or cold. Someone lies ever so comfortable in her basket figetting about- right now only just smiled at me. Her skin is a creamy pale colour with burnt brown hair that dares to become red at the touch of light, her eyes sparkle with such a vibrant pink it's hard to never smile whenever I think of the child before me. I've named her Yuuki, because she was born at the time of snow. December 17, 1997.

Persia seemed to have gotten my message— she squeezed my hands with hers for a quick second, then gently released them and retreated back to my rear. I saw Kuroyuki standing afar with purple hair— I mean, Rumelia Heartlock, Kronos’s girlfriend. “Achoo…!” Kronos suddenly sneezes. There’s an incoming video call— from Kuroyuki. Calling your enemy…? Is she crazy or too confident…? Kuroyuki made a gesture with her hand, telling me to accept it… or else. I gladly accepted.

The swollen head leaked a steady bead of precum that soaked through the silk. Yuna Takahashi, 27, a renowned Kyoto calligrapher with porcelain skin and long raven hair, arrived at dusk. Her deep brown eyes met his, and her smooth, hairless pussy clenched hard. Thick, slippery arousal flooded her tight slit instantly, soaking her thin silk panties and beginning to trickle down her inner thighs. No greetings. No small talk. Kael crossed the tatami in two strides, grabbed her by the throat, and pulled her into a brutal kiss. His tongue claimed her mouth as he shoved her kimono open, exposing her full, soft breasts. He pinched and twisted her hard nipples until she moaned desperately into him.

Aurelie said kindly. Reiyu grinned at her awkwardly. "It was nothing! Forget I said something aside from the words hello or hi." "By the way, I'm Alessia. They call me Allie for short, I am the current assistant of CASANOVA and the temporary assistant of the group THROBMAKERS." Aurelie suddenly got excited after hearing the group name CASANOVA. That's the group where her ultimate crush, Ryota Morii belongs to. "It's nice to meet you, Allie..." They shared a handshake.