Ameume

He could tell he didn't love her, but well, Kano was a liar.

AtsukoChan

Each story connects to each other, and several stories where a force more powerful than your cursed eyes emerges: Love. They didn't know that it could take them much further than they thought. That could save lives. Their fates were entwined by the red thread of fate, as were their eyes.

AtsukoChan

In a parallel world, humans carried animal DNA due to experiments, and even the most impossible families started to form. Our story tells the life and past of an abandoned sheep girl, and a lone wolf boy and their group of half-human friends. A touching story that breaks down discrimination and unites different types of people. Can the relationship between these two become another feeling?

Rechi

In the world, there has always been and always will be different people, one from the other. But... even today because of this there is still discrimination. The story tells about children who were born different, who were born with a kind of "curse", children who took advantage of it, and others who suffered because of it. These curses were placed by 7 different types of spirit animals, but how and why did they choose these children?

Ene

I always hated this world. I have died countless times from a man's desire to bring his dead wife to life. I died for being a “virus” and I have also been killed by the “creature” that was once the person I loved. I never chose to be born sick, but it was thanks to that that I met the most special person in my life. I was once the second best player in Japan of Dead Bullet, but that's not important. I was never able to say what I really felt to my only classmate. It was my fault that he was admitted and my selfishness that he almost died. After that I could never say a single word to him again, after all, I died. I became a virtual creature called Ene.

ANNA VESPERNew Author

Draco Malfoy had an excellent opinion of Harry Potter. Living with him was beginning to change that. With his Mayfair flat under renovation, staying with the famous swimmer had seemed like a sensible suggestion from his best friend, Hélène Blanche. Potter was disciplined, polite, and had inconveniently lovely green eyes. What Hélène hadn’t mentioned were the mugs, the overnight guests, and the irritating ease with which Harry made him laugh. Between afternoon teas, research that kept no office hours, and an Olympic qualifier, Draco was discovering that he might like Harry even better once he stopped seeming perfect.