Yuu X Nao Novels & Stories

“You are no fun.” Yoo-Na huffed. “I know that.” Ji-Hoon acknowledged nodding his head, getting Yoo-Na irritated. “Don’t you think we should like ditch the event and go somewhere else, just think how romantic would that be?” she was squealing with excitement and Ji-Hoon just hummed not paying attention to her.

".What is this?" "Truth, Creed," Zara said smoothly, stepping closer, the picture changing to another one — Yuyu, barely sixteen in baggy pants, laughing, with unmistakable boyish features. "Your little Yuyu — your dream girl — is a man. Or did you really not know?" "I—" My head inched towards Yuyu, as if seeing her — him — for the very first time. "Don't believe this," I panted, my face ill. "It can't be. It's not true."

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.

For some reason, she can detect some annoyance in Yumi's voice. "Yumi, is everything okay? Did I anger you by any chance?" she asked reluctantly. Naera was afraid to anger her friend because Yumi bears grudges and it will take time before she can reconcile with someone she fought with. "No, no, I'm annoyed by my boyfriend for not telling me that he's going out with a friend." Naera's mouth formed an 'o' shape. "I see. I hope you work it out, but I know you would. You know how to please men." She giggled. She was thinking that she needs to learn from her bestfriend.

Kyoko tilted her head, cursing her brain for misunderstanding things twice now. “Oh, right. I haven’t introduced myself. Yui Sato. I’m this useless man’s older sister,” Yui said, pointing to Ryu. “Onee-chan!” Ryu clearly regretted calling his sister now.

Xie Hua Said slowly . " Hye... I am Su Yang , this is Luo Jiang , Moo Shang , Tai Shen , Su Ming , Yu Jang and that one bringing the plate is Yu Hang. Don't be shy . Let's be friend from now on . " Su Yang smiles to Gu You . " Ermmm call me Youyou . Thank you . But ... your group is too popular in the school . Can we really become your group members . " Gu You ask slowly . " Yes... yes ... sit then ." Su Yang reply to her .

Yao looked down, something was off. “Are you shopping for something new or old?” Nina could feel him tense up “Yao..you're starting to dig where you shouldn't.” He sat up, knocking her off him “you always say that when you're in over your head” their peace was gone, just like that. “It's not like that…I-” "Why are you such a headstrong Bitch!?" Yao yelled and stood up. He was too pissed off to mentally translate. He went to the living room and started putting on his pants. "Who are you meeting with huh? You finally deciding to fuck Enzo!?"

When their teacher for their last-period class dismissed them and leaves the room, Miyazaki Nana started stuffing her things inside her bag along with others. She was just about to zip her bag when she felt her friends' presence surrounding her now. "I can't wait for your big party tonight," Ito Yui squealed in excitement. If Nana remembered it well, this would be the second time hearing this girl saying the exact same thing. On her right was her boyfriend, Miyamura Kai, standing near her with one of his hands draped around Yui's shoulder like a possessive boyfriend.

Yohan's weakened state was real, leaving Noah overwhelmed with a sense of responsibility and guilt for what he had unwittingly caused. Yohan, despite his physical weakness, attempted to lift his arms to embrace Noah, but his strength faltered. Sensing his intention, Noah promptly enveloped Yohan in a warm hug. Yohan responded by gently patting Noah's back, a serene smile gracing his lips. Witnessing it, Sara was rendered speechless, her eyes welling up with tears. It was a smile she hadn't seen on Yohan's face since Noah's departure from October Villa. His smile had returned, finally, with Noah.

… Eyes still bleary from sleep, Yaslyn fumbled for her phone, the screen boldly displaying Xoan’s name. Xoan had the curved sword downstairs. The urgency in his message was clear: He wanted her to come and collect it. Energized, Yaslyn hastily threw on a dress and rushed downstairs. Xoan, seeing Yaslyn emerge, handed her the box containing the curved sword. "Take this to Mr. Zavala," he instructed. "Thank you, Xoan," Yaslyn expressed her genuine gratitude. "You're my future wife. Doing something for you is my duty," Xoan responded. This was unlike Xoan, who usually refrained from speaking affectionately. Taken by surprise, Yaslyn could feel her cheeks flush with embarrassment.