Bo2 Misty Novels & Stories

It's already been an hour since Michael stood in front of the glass cabinet. He couldn't stop his tears from falling as he looked at the photo in the cupboard. It was a picture of a young woman, smiling happily while hugging a teddy bear. With shaky hands, he rubbed the glass cabinet gently and spoke in a soft voice. "Diana, I'm back." Silence! It was the only thing that greeted him, leaving Michael unable to do anything but sigh heavily.

“You have two seconds to tell me who the fuck you are, or I will force it out of you.” She opened her mouth to talk, but the only thing that escaped her lips was a strangled cry. Loosening my grip slightly to allow her to speak, I gave her a moment to catch her breath. I hadn’t intended to crush her windpipe, but I doubt I did any real damage. After a few moments of waiting, she still didn’t talk. “Last chance.” I warned. “I really am Misty.” Tears formed in her eyes, but I didn’t feel anything except anger.

She looks confused so I continued, "Ah right. I didn't tell you about it before because it's kind of akward but...we uh our family... own AK Co. It actually stands for Ashley and Kevin." "And you didn't tell me? I like your candies the most! I can't believe you actually makes them, you're so cool." Ah... crap, it's her smiles that gets me. We would video call during the summer and I never open my camera because I was scared she'd notice my blushing face everytime she would smile. Kristina checks my temperature by placing her hands on my forehead, she worries, "Are you okay? You're so red! I have some medicine at my bag."

Although Zachary had just heckled him, Mist kept a calm demeanor, accompanied by a small smile. “It would seem none of you take me as a threat anymore. You are dead wrong,” Mist said slyly. Right as he finished his sentence, bladed energy was unleashed. A tiger’s roar was heard, followed by the bladed energy that grouped together to form the visage of a ferocious tiger. Right as it appeared, a great spout of blood splattered across the sky.

Walking round the chair, Misty placed her hands on Reid's shoulders. "You are tensed, do you want me to help," she rubbed against his shoulders and leaned down, letting her breath ghost on his neck. "Like I've always done before Scarlet arrived," Snappily, Reid twirled, his gaze piercing through her skull which made her step back. "Are you supposed to be here, Misty?" His tone was low and severe that it sent a coolness down Misty's spine.

I wanted to bury my face in his neck and inhale deeply. “Everyone,” Alpha Kai said to the table. “This is Alpha Ford of Moonbeam and Alpha Stoll of Nearside. Go ahead and introduce yourselves to them.” “I’m Misty Sharpe of Blood Moon,” the girl on the other side of Alpha Ledger said. She had the same platinum blonde hair and green eyes as Alpha Sharpe. “Your Alpha Sharpe’s daughter?” Alpha Ford asked. “Yes,” Misty answered. She bit the inside of her lip like she was trying to keep herself from saying something. She looked nervous. Every strand of her hair was in place, her makeup immaculate.

Robert embraced her as he effortlessly spoke words of affection and sweet nothings. However, Misty couldn't see his cold and emotionless expression. There was even a hint of mockery as he uttered such affectionate words. It was a contradiction that was eerily unsettling. Misty was blissfully ignorant of the sweet trap he had woven, willingly sinking into it. "I knew it. I wasn't wrong about you." She rubbed against his chest as her mood turned somber. Her tears wet his shirt as she choked out, "Robert, my face. It's ruined…"

Unable to control my primal instincts anymore, I flip around and land on the ground, snarling at the person before getting a good look at them. He stops, the steaming bowl in his hands spilling a bit of soup to the ground. The boy is frail and his skin is bony and pale, but his eyes are the most striking green I have ever seen, spilling like sunshine over the rest of his face, and his rosy pink lips that stretch from a startled frown to a wide smile. He inches the bowl further so I can see the contents; two fat pounds of meat sitting in a spicy-looking soup. More properly cooked than I had expected. I fight the urge to grab at it like an animal -which I clearly am turning into slowly.

“Heck yeah.” “You’re still beautiful with your light brown lashes, twig, and your eyes were the first thing I noticed when I first saw you. They’re blue, and I’ve never seen anything bluer than yours before.” I should be annoyed at him for calling me twig, but on the other hand, I found it cute. “Just kiss and make up already. We’re leaving in a minute!” Frost yelled from a distance, causing us to pull apart. “Asshole,” Colt groaned. Oh yeah, he has his way of ruining our moments.

The moisture of the water was cold and chilly as Carlos gritted his teeth concurrently. He held Miriam in a bridal style as he trudged out of the stream, he dropped her slowly on the sandy grit before placing a hand on her forehead. Miriam's eyes were shut tightly! She seemed to have lost consciousness.