Novelas y relatos de Danmachi Misha

Copyright ©️ 2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ Hey guys, thanks for giving so much love and support for my book Psycho Mafia season 1. So my lovelies, I welcome you all to the second season of Psycho Mafia 2. Just like the first season, this book is full of drama, action, romance and thriller. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

Every inhale was full of the spicy, smoky scent of the man standing next to her. It was foolish to think about anything but their mission at the moment, yet standing this close to him, her hand actually resting on his muscular, tense bicep where he braced himself against the wall, all of her thoughts revolved around lifting herself on her tiptoes and pressing her lips to his. It was a foolish game, something a young girl might preoccupy her thoughts with, not the mature thoughts of a woman who was on her way to steal a precious gem from an evil king. A warrior would never let herself get distracted by the luscious lips of a dragon shifter when she needed to be concentrating on her task at ha

I say with a ghost of a smile, which disappears, the moment I see someone try to attack her from behind. Mira doesn't notice, she's too focused on River and exhausted too. I move in fast, but not fast enough, the distance between us is large and the time is little. Fortunately, River is faster. I'm dumb struck for a moment as I watch her pick up a stick as wide as a baseball bat and as thick as an iron rod. "Duck!" She yells out before swinging it with all her might. Mira seemed confused at first, but doesn't waste a second in bending down moments after. The stick moves over her with force, knowing the goon over. The force which he lands with both surprises and startles me. If anything I'm p

Either outcome required exposure. I sat in my office watching the live feeds. The new app our techs had built reflected the camera dots like constellations. I clicked into Dante’s feed and watched the flat. Marie moved through the small kitchen slowly, a ghost of motion. Sheila sat with a bowl in her lap sewing something, humming. For a moment the screen looked ordinary, and I had to remind myself that normality is a blessed deception.

Weeks have passed since a new treaty has been made between the Irish, Russians, and Italian families. I’m still confident in the choice we made and I’m happy that Misha was so accommodating and understanding of my terms. Misha is really jolly and I kind of like him for it. He also throws the guys off, which I personally find funny. Misha is a breath of fresh air compared to the normal stuffy mafia guys. No offense to my kings, but they can be stuffy mafia men when they want to be.

“We have time. Don’t worry, just be patient” “What are you planning Lilian?” Ian asked frowning in confusion. “The Mafia Bloodlust games are coming back again, this will be the last chapter"

Upon hearing it, the door opened, revealing a maid who looked down at her feet “Jasmine, our Alpha is in need of a distraction, and I believe that you can fulfill that before he gets ready to leave” “Yes, beta” she said, and Mattia nodded. He took a step back and grabbed the woman’s arm, causing her to flinch momentarily as he glared at her “one mistake and I will be sure that you pay for it” “I give you my word, I will be doing more than my best” she said, and Mattia nodded before taking a step back, watching as she approached me. He closed the door just as the woman got down on her knees in front of me, unzipping my pants, not waiting for me to tell her what to do. Jasmine was one of our m

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

I said. Imran walked towards the table slowly, his eyes moving across the room first. He always did that now. Observed before speaking. Measured people carefully. Again, dangerous. He stopped beside me, glancing down at the papers scattered across the table. “What happened?” “Three shipments interrupted,” Dante explained. “Different locations.” Imran frowned slightly. “And you think it's connected?” “It is connected,” Marco said sharply. “We're trying to figure out who the fuck is responsible.”

Mira's POV The White Coven: The heavy wind blew across my hair as I pushed the door's handle. The chimes jiggled loudly. I stepped in and all the women stopped chanting. Their dark clothes make everything eerie. Their heads suddenly turned to look at me. I stood still and noticed her, the high priestess at the altar. She raised her head revealing her dark shoulder length hair and thick eye liner. “Mira Alexander!!!” She yelled. I shuddered at the tone of her voice. She just had to be that loud. “Yes, priestess.”