Ai Mikami Future Diary Novels & Stories

June 13,2024 Dear Reader, If you’ve found this diary, then fate has strange plans for you. This isn’t a story of heroes, or even of the living. What you’re about to read isn’t fiction — not entirely. These pages carry the weight of things unseen, unheard, and often misunderstood. So before you turn another page, ask yourself: Are you ready to see the world through the eyes of someone who walks among both the living and the dead? If not, close this now.

The sky which was now dark, cleverly covering up the bright sky a while ago The dark sky was visibly seen to their sight if ever the person living underneath it had taken the time to raise its head and look at the sky Maki, the guy with the lolipop on his mouth and sneeringly objected and push his beleif that the S level heroes would not have the ability to take care of the monsters who had gone on attacking the neighbouring city this time, slightly squinted his eyes as he look at the sky devoid of anything. Name: Maki *** Age: 28 years old Identity: A1 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Elite Lover Original World: Earth Ability: Ice System Name: System 0000504321

"Kimi, please, tone your voice down or you'll scare the pigeons." "And what's that? Did you just put another tattoo on your body--" She uttered some Japanese curses as she express her exasperation by face palming. "What do you want to be in the future, Mahiriko? Do you want to be a man without a decent job?" "Kimi, enough with that. Let him eat his breakfast first before you nag him." Mr. Quihiro massages his wife's shoulder but she pushed his hands away. "Answer me, Mahiriko."

If that was her plan then she needed to work hard, because there was no way Nneamaka was going to let Uche slip away from her fingers. “Just helping, but that doesn’t mean I am not hurt. Unless you think I am an alien.” “Strange,” Nneamaka mumbled and stared at the water skin. Has Ejima poisoned the water? She must have done something. There was no way a human being would be this meek and humble, especially when they are trampled upon. Ejima must be planning something evil. “You remain my best friend.” Ejima breathed out. “And I forgive you. It’s still hard to forget, but I forgive you. That’s a start I think.”

Akira maeda an eighteen years old Japanese with deep toned skin, Alluring oval face,deep blue eyes matched with blonde hair. He knock on the door,strapping his backpack more securely in his back. Daisy open the door and frown before smilling, she'd already perceived he was here, she'd thought it was a lie because it's rare for hope not to already know what's gonna happen before hand,he was their friends from childhood,hope and Si jie ,formed a beautiful relationship that she cherished the all too soon he was gone.

My future self, her face streaked with tears, was wearing a prison uniform. "This is my only chance to contact you. I beg you, leave Michele. No matter what, you must escape that place." I didn't know what exactly would happen five years from now. But seeing that face, identical to mine and etched with torment, I answered inwardly without a moment's hesitation, "Alright, I promise you." Gathering my thoughts, I picked up my phone and dialed a number. "Don Cosimo, this is Emilia Amato. May I ask if I can still join that cross-border humanitarian aid project you asked me about before?"

The look in his eyes was the same one he'd had when he confessed to me. A bouquet suddenly blocked my view. The guy holding it was way taller than me. "My name is Cole Clausen. Your future fiancé. Congrats on graduating." I smiled and took the flowers. "Want to take a picture?" The photo caught that exact moment. For the first time in forever, I posted. [Graduated. Going public. One like and we're getting married tomorrow.] Then I quietly liked it myself. *** Third-Person POV Joshua realized he'd forgotten to block Nellie from seeing his latest post.

I grumbled, putting the journal in the nightstand. “Aw, look, Darren, he’s all embarrassed for having a diary. It’s okay, Tie. I keep one too. Granted, since I was old enough to start having sex, it’s been more of a sex diary. My personal Kama Sutra, if you will.” André giggled. “André, I think that’s enough. We said we’d sit with your sister till Tiberius arrived. He has, and so we should leave them alone.” Darren sighed with an apologetic look at me.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

Roxy and Francesca, carrying a tray of plates full of food, left the staff room. Once we arrived at Class 1-A I got off Roxy and we walked into Class 1-A. Once we were inside we saw Class 1-A. I looked at the students talking “lunch!” I shouted “thanks Incubus-kun” said Izuku “no probs Izuku” I said, I looked at the unknown inkling his hair was blue, fair toned skin, Squidfin Hook Cans, Neo Octoling Armor & Crazy Arrows. Not only that he has Beyond Eyes & a blue swimsuit bottom. *Wait I recognise him very well that’s Miyake Terutomo, Karuji’s childhood friend I remember correctly he doesn’t visit Karuji anymore because of a prank and thought Karuji held responsible* I went through my bikini