Aphmau Characters Mystreet Novels & Stories

Two guys without their cop uniform enter the room, one of them is a women in her mid-thirties and the other is another woman in her earlier middle age year, one slim and sexy but she try to hide it with her professionalism facade and the other female with a cop of some kind of liquid having that annoying vibe about I don’t care about being feminine, with the its none of your business kind of look, funny enough the sexy one is that old hag and the other whatever her problem is, the young one comparing to her partner, who is definitely the boss for whatever reason it may be silly or not, I can just feel it in my guts. While my life is at the mercy of those two detectives, in another place fil

I heard that most rogue attacks happened there, so I expected little from our duty there. "I'm gonna miss my dog," someone behind me whispered. Most were grumbling about the things they'd miss once we were assigned to the homestead. I could relate somehow. Once I got there, it would be even farther from our house and my mother. "Is everyone here?" Zayn asked after he entered the community bus. He looked around and then caught my eye. "Coraline, come sit beside me," he said, patting the seat next to him. I shook my head. Seeing my reluctance, he sighed and moved to sit beside me instead.

They went out to meet Alpha Damien. When Damien called for the pack members, he didn't expect them to come quickly and within twenty minutes, they all met and started discussing. They began discussing the plan of ambush and that's when one of the members told him that he couldn't defeat Williams without a mate or the golden staff and book, and he told them that he didn't need them, the anger within him was enough.

"I will try this application." A little hesitant, but curious, Arsenio pressed the application. [Welcome to the Strongest Mafia System type 1.] [Press Yes, for the next step.] Arsenio pressed 'Yes' as instructed. [NEW DATA] [Name: Arsenio Bagas Guan.] [Age: 30 years old.] [Race Type: Human.] [Position: Mafia System Owner.] [Action Points: 750.] [Victory Points: 600.] [Skill: 300/1000.]

My stomach cramps, and I wince. The titles line up on the screen. Sinfully His—an age-gap, dad’s-best-friend romance, where she gets revenge on her cheating husband and also bag’s her dad’s older hot friend. The next is some werewolf thing about mates and rejection and shit I don’t understand. Marco’s choices already have me giggling. He did this on purpose. And then another catches me: The Mafia’s Pet. Enemies to lovers. Erotica. A laugh slips out. Too pointed. Too close to home.

The one who was meant to be Amara's mate. "I don't know," Amara said. "I can see the broken parts and just... fix them." Interesting. Very interesting. The Mother would want to know this. I carefully shuffled along the roof to get a better view. There were others in the cabin too – Dorian Graves, the rebel Alpha with a grudge. Lyra, the healer who wasn't really a healer at all. And the little fox familiar, Trick, who kept glancing up at the ceiling as if he felt me.

She could only see his back but he was clutching his side waist and his walk was unsteady, like he was badly hurt. My coin... Megan thought as she bent down and looked into the drain hole. She pouted as she saw her coin laying in there. My wish... She stood back up and rested her hands on her hips, glaring at the alley where the man had just disappeared into. I want my wish back! She thought angrily and made her way into the dark alley. "Mister! You-"

“ Who was that ? “ asked Alex with an annoyed tone . “ Oh , it was Seth . A friend of mine and my brother . He works with us as well and is the general manager of all the IT departments of the Caddel companies . He is a good guy . My favorite singer happens to be here in the town and is holding a concert at a special VIP bar in this city called Stars . After all the drama that happened today , I need to go out and clear my mind for tomorrow’s battle . “ said Amra . “ Tomorrow’s battle ? “ asked Alex confused . “ I am sure that someone has been putting strange ideas in the head of my mother about Ayla . She is a sweet woman who wouldn’t wrong anyone . If she has that attitude with Ayla then s

“Just now you were loudly cursing me, why are you so silent now, Celine? If you want me to take you to the police station, then cry. If you cry a lot, your chances of getting to the police station will be faster. Celine! Cry!” Saint's words were like an order that Celine had to obey. She didn't know why Saint asked for such a silly order. She only knew how to follow Saint's words. Within seconds, tears began to roll down Celine's face, her eye sockets also turned red from crying so much, and her pathetic appearance quickly attracted everyone's pity, except Saint. He didn't say anything, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing an amused smile, then he hugged Celine and sat in the car. Hi

She said as he smiled softly and walked away as quickly as she could. As soon as she walked away, I suddenly burst into laughter. At that moment, I couldn't control my emotions and I didn't know what exactly to feel. My emotions were conflicting as I felt anger, sadness, confusion and bitterness. Ma'am Irene suddenly walked into the room and as she met me laughing, she stared at me in confusion. “What's the matter dear??” She asked. “I am your Mother, Rafeal isn't your real Father, Arsenio is a mafia lord and can't be trusted.” These words echoed in my head as I felt a sting of pain in my chest.