Novels by Gacha Purr

"Yeah, I have a party tomorrow, I want you to come. My house."Harmony did in fact not like parties. There were so many people, with loud music everywhere. It was just iffy for her to even think of going to one.Or maybe you can blame it on movies like mean girls. She did start developing a phobia for parties after that one time in highschool that she got sprayed with a hose after trying to be normal and attending Bethel Madison's party.Bethel wasn't a very nice girl, and Harmony learned that day that Bethel didn't really like her even though she and Bethel had practically never had an interaction before that night.Anyway, Bethel showed her how much she didn't like Harmony with a hose that day. Everyone laughed and it was nothing but embarrassing.Since then Harmony learned for losers like her she was better left at home watching trashy early 2000s horror movies. Not that she even liked parties anyways.So the thought of attending Rhett's party didn't sit well with her. Of course al

If she placed the hand on her eyes longer then would it all be an imagination?Harmony's chest was rising and falling, and even though Harmony could tell it was in a slow and non-obvious motion, she still begged herself internally to calm down.But it was proving difficult too. Adding the piercing eyes in her direction, and one particularly hot one that was descended at her, and topping it off with the engulfing scent of musk that was pervading her senses."Harmony?" He repeated, and she could hear the confusion in his voice.Deciding it would be too much to shame herself more than she had already done, she slowly removed the hand from her face, allowing a shaky lopsided smile on her face."Hi," She muttered, her eyes looking in the direction of the cup on the table rather than the person in front of her.She felt that she must look like she was scrunching her face into a messed-up expression in her bid to look as natural as possible."Hello," She heard him reply, and this time she ga

Harmony felt she was so much calmer than she was when came to school yesterday. According to the TimeTable, she downloaded from Waylon University's student portal, she had THA101 first, and the venue was supposed to be somewhere called LR4 in the Theatre Arts department.She didn't know where that was, and the map at the school's gate she could not understand for shit, but luckily there was a glaring Banner with the Theatre Arts department written on it where she had dropped off."This school is really big," She muttered to herself as she entered the so-called Theater Arts department.Even though she had reached the department it was mainly still an open environment, though there were two huge buildings, one being in the middle and another at the side.Worst came to worst she presumed she would have to ask for directions from there. She decided to first enter the building at the side. The aroma of something tantalizing entered her nose and soon enough she realized this was most likel

The winds ushered itself inside the house through the open window. The black crow on the willow tree close to the house pierced its black eyes into the house. It seemed to be earnestly watching something inside the house, its beak once in a while crowed at the scene in front of it The moon outside was half full. It seemed to have descended closer to the earth, imposing greatly, winking at the green pastures below. It was a deep dark red while its other half hid inside a thick white fog that was the sky.The breeze danced with the green leaves that made up the floor outside, teasing them as it howled towards the house, slowly but surely the cold breeze danced towards the house, it's teasing play was no more as it banged the open window to spread wider, it's sudden intrusion made the 2 feet tall metal whistle jingle and chime.As the whistle aligned a gainst the beige wall jingled and chimed, a pair of round black eyes shot out from the clock on the shelf and darted towards the door, t

He was not much different than he was outside the school gate, only the silver locks were not as wet as they were before but they were still plastered on his face like a second skin.He was still wearing his pitch-black clothing, and his height was still as intimidating as it was before. The only difference was unlike that blank expression, filled with nothing, but glints of curiosity, he was smiling. A small curl of his lips upturned, something that Harmony felt she would dub as a polite smile if it was anyone else, but on this person it was….. Sexy.Seeing this person again, Harmony felt like she was thrown back to high school with those staring eyes at her, and those mouths whispering rumors about her…. Bastard…. Orphanage…. Creepy.But there was only one difference…. His intense gaze was hot but it did not burn pain as those high schoolers did, it simply nipped on her chest and made her shudder.'I am not…. I am not being dramatic right?' Harmony thought as she stared up, wide-ey

"Here!" She shouted to the tricycle driver, as they approached a large campus building with the billboard "General studies hall" erected next to it.The driver stopped immediately, she dropped down from the tricycle and paid the tricycle driver. Sucking in a breath, she crossed the gutter and began her walk inside the Campus hall.When she entered the Lecture hall, she was stupefied by the sheer size of the hall. Then she couldn't stop her head from automatically trying to calculate just how many people were present in the hall."They're so much…." The words unconsciously slipped out of her mouth as she watched the number of people present and the occasional students that entered the Lecture hall.She had never felt so intimidated before. These people were each going about their business but still, she felt as if they were each conscious of her presence, that their differing eyes were jeering at her, that the occasional chuckles from one or two persons were aimed at her.…. Stupid. Sh