Yuri Hanamitchi Novels & Stories

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

The trees part in smooth arcs, roots sinking away as a procession steps into Midnight’s territory. They look… ordinary. That’s what terrifies me. Five figures walk forward, humanoid in shape but indistinct at the edges, like reality hasn’t decided what to make of them yet. Their faces shift subtly when I try to focus—male, female, young, old—never settling. Observers. Outcome-eaters. The Crown hums low, not screaming, not fighting—bracing. One of them speaks, voice soft and layered. “Sovereign Liana of Midnight.”

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

Then another boy slapped his head. "Sorry about him, he likes to screw around." The boy said. "My name is Hirate Rikuto and this guy here," Hirate glared at him. "-is Akanishi Ryuki." He finished. "Jeez, class prez! You didn't have to hit too hard." He mumbled angrily. "Let's move on." A girl with a single braid came with another girl. "My name is Okabayashi Izumi. I hope your stay in Japan has been welcoming." She said kindly.

"Stop! You have no right to insult me ​​like that, Jeremy." William chuckled. "I'm no longer Jeremy, since your smooth hands changed my destiny into someone else. Jeremy has died according to your wishes, the man in front of you right now, is William Welas from Fantasy Land. Okay." Lily snorted. "You should have given me a chance." "What chance? A chance to kill me again. In your little heart, I know, you love Roberto Mose. Jeremy is just a thing of the past, so this smooth hand," William pointed at Lili's hand.

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

His eyes met mine and I nodded. “Now,” I whispered to him. “Fight. Trust me and fight. Focus on me and fight.” His body convulsed. The mist shrieked. I felt her scream inside him. I felt her rage. But I did not back down. I would not back down. The Luna I had been was gone. This, this was who I was meant to be. And I was going to burn her shadow to the ground. “Now show me what you've got,” I whispered. “That's if you have anything left in you, Tatiana…”

The woman smiled and patted Ejima's shoulders. They had stopped in the middle and as they waited, the door by the far side opened, and people that were clothed with leaves started toward their direction. There were men and women, but the population seemed to be paired. “Is this?” “Yes,” The woman nodded, “Twice they say is a coincidence. But thrice is definitely a sign. So tell me…” the woman's brow folded inwards. “Ejima, my name is, Ejima” “Ejima” The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?”

Even in the dark, Yuri’s sharp eyes could catch the black butterfly tattoo on the side of his neck as well as the silver hoop-like earring that he wore in his left ear, along with the bracelet with the Roman numeral for five engraved on it around his left wrist. “Eh?” Ren blinked as he recognised the spinning dagger that had just saved both their lives. “That is…Zeus?” He then looked up into the air and spotted the newcomer, and recognised him immediately. “Tohya?” Tohya Tanigawa, Phantom V of the Hati’s elites, as well as the assigned partner of both Ren and Yuri grinned at them as he landed onto the ground safely, releasing the clasps which attached the parachute to his body, and tossed it