Ayaka Makimura Novels & Stories

Joining their hushed conversation by the barrel while Aya finds another corner to sit with Soko in. “That explains the dumb outfit.” Maka adds. I know I’ve seen the red head before, but can’t really put a name to a face. “Oh, that’s actually super cute,” Taki, the one I’m certain I do know rolls her silver eyes. She’s a Fey, but wealthy enough it’s overlooked by the nobles, and nosey enough the Oni don’t mind. As something of the village gossip who gives everyone the juicy goings ons, she’s accepted in most every circle.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.