Ayaka Makimura Novels & Stories

"Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani." Annabelle looked sort of annoyed when her dad called her Ameera but she covered it immediately. I wondered why, Ameera is a cute name. That was when I was able to take a good look at her. To say she looked stunning would be an understatement. Unlike the other girls, she wore something simple. It was just a plain navy blue dress that reached her ankles. Her jewelry wasn't shiny and she didn't have her glasses on. Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her.

𝙃𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙣 – 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙟 *** The way the girl echoed his plan precisely was a surprise for Zero, he leaned in to hear of how this girl, Maya, could predict his way of thinking; for a while he thought it was just the deducting skill that she had well to put the things right in place but she had said it pretty casually as if she'd come across it before, that made his suspicions grow. This weak sounding, bullied girl could stand a chance of being a facade for the coldblooded murderer; but nothing could be cleared unless he had a conversation with her himself, watching her face expressions, her movements, her body language as

The commentator's voice was soon heard as he professionally introduced the two fighters. "In one corner of the ring stood Yuka "The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat.

“And partly because I gave you my blood.” I looked around the room in shock, searching for the female voice I just heard when a girl came into view and stood next to Acelin, placing a hand on his shoulder. She was young, about fifteen or sixteen but she was gorgeous. Her long hair was in a braid down her back and it looked to be a dark red under the light. Her eyes were a dark shade of green I haven’t seen on anyone. Her skin was porcelain white and she wore a dark green cashmere sweater paired with black jeans and knee high leather boots. She was also quite tall, around five feet five; and when she saw me inspecting her, she smiled a bright smile that immediately put me at ease. “Hi, I’m Mi

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

Uche repeated “You can’t fight me. I am the greatest warrior in the land, fighting me would be useless.” “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” Ejima swallowed. She had a stone on her sling, ready to let them fly. “Oh, my dear friend. Such courage will only get you killed.” Amaka chuckled, “You should have—” There was a quick flash, followed by a trail of blood on the gray wall. Ejima’s pupil dangled in her skull and her shoulders sagged when she realized what had just happened. She took a step back, watching her friend who was holding her neck, choking in her blood with disbelief and confusion. The woman tried to speak or tried to look at the man she had loved, but the betrayer seemed to nudge

I should pay her a visit. “The fourth one is Lady Aya Hiwa, second daughter of Daimyo Aya Nagatasuke. She is Lady Aiyo’s best friend. Both of them have the same mean personality. Always trying to win the Emperor’s favor.” Here comes the third bitch. “And the last one is Lady Hisamatsu Tsuya, the only daughter of General Hisamatsu Taketoshi. The meanest of them all. She always threatens you and then blames you for things you did not do. You never fight back and that’s why she loves to insult and threaten you. She also has some knowledge of martial arts since her father is a general. Please be careful around her Yukina.” Martial arts you say? Oh this just got way more interesting.

Kaagad din naman itong hinila noong babaeng nanapak at sinapak. "Quit it, Ethan." saway niya bago ngumiti sa akin. "Uhm, hi. I'm Ayaka, by the way. Don't mind this idiot." Sasagot dapat ako pero napatungo naman ako nang makaramdam ng may humihila sa damit ko. Iyong bata pala na nakangiti pa sa akin. "Are you Kuya Akio's girlfriend?" tanong niya na ikinagulat ko naman.