From: My Girlfriend Almost Got Me Killed, So We Had Wild Sex (Serialized Novel)
From Chapter 4: Glass Heart
There was something behind me; I could feel it, and I could smell the cloying odor of roses. My back grew cold, and my hands turned numb, but I got the door unlocked, and it burst open. Kao-san stood there like a goddess come to earth. In one hand she thrust forward a cross and with the other shoved a Shinto charm into my hand. She stepped past me, saying, “Meiko-san, you can’t have her; she’s mine. Om Vajrapani Hayagriva Garuda Hum Phat.”
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Quote: “Whore, yariman, kuzuningen, shine, shine, shine,” Meiko-kun gloated. The air in front of me seemed to waver like smoky glass and beyond I could see a landscape of tumbled monuments, shifting ash, and flickering shadows. The dismal sound of wailing voices filled my ears.
Quote: “What? What is going on?” I asked as the sound of trance music trickled out of the bedroom. That definitely meant Kao was upset, as if I needed any more evidence.
From: My Girlfriend Almost Got Me Killed, So We Had Wild Sex (Serialized Novel)
From Chapter 3: Worm to the Apple
Tanya knelt there trembling while I looked on. My face grew increasingly red as I realized the situation. I was center stage in a melodramatic scene, one that would be the talk of the university for days, if not months. If there had been rumors about me before, there were sure to be more now. Didn’t Yokohama know how embarrassing this situation was?
So why did I feel a smile tug at the corners of my mouth? It flattered me that someone thought I was important enough to intervene on my behalf, but it was more than that. The shy glances students stole of me were vaguely exciting. For a moment, people were noticing me.
Today's indie author review! You Can Do Magic by R.L. Merrill:
"A very intense and emotional read... it's a good book, a love story between two guys brought together by the fates and other interferences, and some smiles and quite a few chortles."