Yata Misaki Novels & Stories

“What are those?“, she asked. “You do not know?“, He asked. She shook her head in response. “I don’t know at all.“, she said. “An Amaterasu is a sun goddess. A Yōsei is a bewitching fairy. You very well may be a fallen goddess or a fairy. You are small enough.“, Mitsuhide replied. “I don’t believe I am either.“, she said with a smile. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that. You came to me in a dream, last night.“, he said as he again took a step closer to her. “I did?“, she asked. “You are not of this place. Everything about you says so.“, he said as he reached out and touched her shirt. “It is silk, and it is form fitting.”

Krysie lifts a smile. "Yes?" The girl cleared her throat and arranged her eyeglass before extending her hands. "Hi, I'm Misaki Kobayashi. You are?" Krysie suddenly feels delighted after hearing her. Finally, someone talked to me! She smiled and accepted Misaki's hand. "Hi! I'm Krysie Forsuello. You can call me Sey." They shook hands and Misaki giggled. "I never thought you'll talk to me." "What do you mean?" Krysie's forehead knotted in confusion.

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

Yamamoto Kazuki nodded and said, “Okay, I know. I’ll pay more attention to not let the opponent prevail. You can go back now.” Hanson bowed and answered, “Mr. Kazuki, I will take my leave now.” At that moment, a girl who had changed into sports attire appeared in the room. Wearing a pair of long sleeves and long trousers, she said with a soft voice, “Tanaka-san, please give this man a check of one hundred thousand dollars to thank him for telling us this important information.” This girl was extremely beautiful. She had a Japanese hairstyle with bangs. Just by looking at her, one would feel that she was quiet and elegant with the standard demeanour of a Japanese woman, but one would not imag

she dipped her head while still seated, hair flapping up and down like a flag. "It's fine." I was slightly annoyed, everyone was leaving out their hobbies except for one but if they didn't feel comfortable sharing, nor cared to share, I didn't want to force them. It's not that important... still it would be nice to learn more about them since I'll be working with them. Am I being unreasonable? The last girl was the tallest, she had long curly bleached white hair. "Hayashida Yoriko. Drums." "..." So this is how they're going to be? Fine.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

Athena shows a big smile to the young man and takes my hand. "Sure, why not? "She replies for both of us and begins to follow after him till we reach the table where the team is. Athena's confident personality helps her to greet everyone at the table boldly and energetically. While I on the other hand greet timidly like a shy nine-year-old. I sit opposite Damien and try my possible best to ignore his stares even though I can strongly feel them. Oh, what a dream come true it would be if one day I get to find out that he feels for me the same way I feel for him.

Teca Company: Teca Company, a global chain specializing in the transportation and manufacturing of powdered coffee, holds a significant presence in eight powerful countries: Spain, Colombia, the United States of America, Mexico, France, India, China, and Japan. The main branch operates in the United States and is solely owned by the formidable Thalia Sanroman. With a staggering seventy-five percent market share in the global coffee industry, Thalia Sanroman has earned the nickname "Astro," making her one of the most influential and talked-about women worldwide. She oversees the main branch of the business, working closely with thirty-seven dedicated employees.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

"We are just friends, Adam, but if there is a chance to be more, rules get broken at some point." He rose his brow at me. "Oh? I remember how-" "Hi, guys!" Natalia greeted as she made her way to us. Her fiery, red locks fell a little bit passed her shoulders and she wore a white blouse and dark jeans. I smiled at her. "Hey." Adam placed a soft kiss on his girlfriend's lips. "Hey, babe." She returned both our smiles and looked at me. "What's going on?" "Higan's crushing on a first year," Adam answered before I could even open my mouth.