Ya She Anime Novels & Stories

"Oh, we are about the same age! What month are you?" "June." "Uh...what a coincidence, I am also June, I will call you Yuna from now on!" Ashley always feels that Yuna looks a little familiar as if she's seen her somewhere before, but...she can't remember it for a while! Yuna was taken aback, "Boss, so... are you willing to hire me?" "Well, I will teach you some sales skills, and besides... you need to change your image a little! Only then... can you sell your clothes "

Can’t‍ stop crying. “She looks like‌ Ay​an‍a,” David obs‌erves. “Aro‍u‌nd the e‌yes.” ‍He’s righ​t. Kiya h‌as​ Ayan​a’s eyes. The same shape, the‍ same dep⁠th. “A​ll our girls have th‍o​se​ eyes,” Amon says. “Must be a Nakitende tryai​t from S⁠arah‍’s side.”

she snarled her eyes glistering with hate almost like she wasn't the same person feigning sweetness a while ago. I chuckle at how narrow-minded she is to think she could scare me off. "I know who you are Lyra Skye" she states. I shrugged, "Good that you do. Then you must know that your little treats won't do no effect on me" "Be careful--"

Ash leaned in to loudly whisper, “She means she’s a thief. A damn good one, too.” “Oh.” My brows rose in surprise. A thief. Cool. “Was that a compliment I heard coming out of your mouth, Ashley?” the other woman, Aya, asked. Ash blushed a stunning pink and Aya and Nalanie cracked up. I hid a grin behind my hand, content to watch their interaction. “That’s not my fucking name,” Ash said, his tone full of deadly promise. “Whatever, sugar.” Aya’s gaze caught mine. “Welcome to Penumbra where all the guys are dickheads but the girls kick ass. I’m Aya.”

she said. I looked at the jacket she was holding, and it had a design of the letter Y in front of the heart when you wear it. "Can I ask who this girl was?" I asked again. What happened to Yhael was pitiful. No wonder he's desperately trying to remember the lost memories. "I'm sorry. I can't say her name. It might remind Yhael of her when it's just the two of you," Yhasy said, wiping the tears on her cheek.

Uesaka said looking at Kazuha. “It depends on the scenario and timing. I don’t think that is it.” Kazuha said while touching her forehead. "Her energy is growing, even more stronger than mines. It isn't human. This kind of power, I felt it once in Akihabara." “Wait, are you saying-?” Ryuki asked incredulously. Rikuto nodded. “I think she is a yeouiju.” “A yeouiju? Sounds far fetched.” Karin said. “Sounds like a bad otome game plot. Can a yeouiju even be a person? Can that make sense?” Yumemi said.

he opened a door, light flooded in and I realised we were in a wardrobe, the soft things I had felt were clothes, he left the wardrobe, and I heard a gasp "Mali? What are you doing, you shouldn't be here" a girls voice was saying, but then she went quiet and I heard a moan, I gasped, no way am I listening to that, so I jumped out too, the girl screamed, Mali covered her mouth and he glared at me I just shrugged, I didn't need to explain I'm the queen. Once she stopped struggling he let go "Who is this?" She whispered "I'm Anastasia" I offered my hand but she was furious

She's hugging a hug pillow that have Issei's face on it. Yasaka - Kuroka. We need your help over here~ Yasaka voice could be heard from outside her room. Kuroka - Okay, nyan~!. Well see you soon Ise-nyan~ *chu* She gave the pillow a quick peck and went outside her room to help Yasaka. She's doing her best to change herself just so she can be with Issei, and she has became one of the ambassador of the yokai faction now.

he began. Then he followed my stare. Ahead, near a row of tall arched windows, walked a girl I never thought I’d see again. Yasha. Yasha— the fox-blood girl from the Summit. Same glowing brown skin, same golden bangles threaded through her hair, catching light and singing gently with every step. She held a stack of books to her chest, laughing at something the boy beside her said. I almost didn’t recognize her. Her braids were now gone, replaced with flowing wavy brunette hair. Her robe flew behind her at every confident step— dark navy trimmed with the Erevar insignia — until she shifted and the crest glinted.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.