Yuki Haruhi Novels & Stories

Casey is a loud type,a social bird who makes friends anywhere she goes,she's love by everyone for her intelligence and outspokenness,never shy to speak her mind no matter how much the crowds are. Meanwhile,Alex is the cool type,always reserved and think before talking,sometimes he gets too shy around strangers. He's the smartest among them but would rather keep his opinion to himself,he has won numbers of awards in school for his brilliancy. They are both child models and are really popular in the modeling world especially when they are the popular Campbell kids. "Come on Alex,why would you want to try sushi? Isn't that Korean food?" Casey asked "I'm so glad you know Casey,so stop acting lik

Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

she bend to pick it but she saw a small smiley made on the floor with colorful chalk. She turned her head behind only to find Ash looking at her with a blank expression; he tried to smile but that smile rather looked creepy; taking a deep breath she picked her pen and sat back on her seat. " Ash, " Azora whispered but Maya already knew this. " Let him, I can not go around barking at people for staring at me, " She rolled her eyes at her before she started copying the notes. why this girl has to be so hardheaded? Ash thought as crushed the gym chalk which he always kept in his bag; it always had a calming effect on him; weird but working.

She sleepily slides her arms around my neck and holds tightly onto me while her head comes to rest on my chest. I can't help but to stare at her while walking to her house, bait by her beauty. Her eyes are closed, long eyelashes casting shadows on her pure face, reminding me of a sleeping baby. She is akin to a princess in my arms. I place Hayat down gently on the bed, making sure to position her head comfortably on the pillow. She is observing my every gest, her eyeballs as if sparkling. "Thank you, Eren." She says sincerely, a light smile on her lips.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

His dark grey wings are small, they make him look absolutely tiny next to Julie. He glances briefly at me as he steps inside and I clench my jaw at the obvious disgust in his gaze. Julie offers me a sympathetic smile before following him in. My eyes snap to the girl behind them. I feel my breath catch in my throat. Her black eyes gleam like obsidian—the same color as her wings and her hair. Her face is literally flawless and I can honestly say she’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. She looks right at me and my eyebrows furrow. Something about her is different, and kinda familiar, I think.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Nadine insisted, her enthusiasm unrelenting. Nadine Gomez is the quintessential wealthy, glamorous friend who often ignores academics because her family’s wealth makes it unnecessary. Her appearance always catches eyes, and she has a way of making everything seem effortless. Ayane Yosida, on the other hand, is laid-back and appears indifferent, but underneath her casual demeanor lies a surprisingly flirtatious nature. Miracle del Vera, or Mira, is the quintessential playgirl with a new boyfriend practically every week, always bouncing from one to the next with effortless ease.

Mika’s teasing felt sharper now, her comments about their bestie vibes landing closer to the truth than she knew. Haru, oblivious, launched into a story about a classmate’s scandal, but Yuri barely listened. Her mind was on Akari, the way her laugh lit up the room, the way her fingers lingered on Yuri’s wrist when she passed her a menu. It was exhilarating but terrifying, like standing on the edge of a cliff and wanting to jump.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.