Novel & Cerita Danmachi Misha

The men found this amusing, and their laughter added to the women's shame. Amira ate only to sustain her strength for the goal she had set for herself: to kill her captors . She would not speak to her companions or listen to their fearful wailings. Dala tried to comfort her, but she could not tolerate any kindness and would not even speak to her. Her shame was too great, her bitterness too new. Wisely, Dala gave up for the time being.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

She says something, laughing awkwardly and he leans in for an attempt to kiss her again. Again? Man, you have to be desperate. Take the goddamn hint. She hesitates, but kisses him back. A very short, fast one that doesn't even count as a fucking kiss. "Boss?" I hear someone by the door. "Hm?" I hum along, my eyes still fixed on how that guy is staring at her tits, not having enough decency to even pretend so. She deserves better. When the person doesn't reply, I turn my head and see Donovan, a member of my mafia. "The shipments, boss." He takes a moment to see if he has my complete attention before continuing, making me realize it's some type of bad

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I nod my head and quickly walk around the counter and grab the coffee pot and a mug, walking back over to his booth and place the mug in front of him and instantly begin to pour the dark liquid into his mug. “So…..” the beautiful stranger begins then takes a sip out of his hot coffee then places it back down onto the table and looks up at me with his gorgeous blue eyes “Can I get your name or am I going to have to call you blondie or waitress for the rest of the night?” “My name is Lili” I reply to him, pulling my top lip with my teeth as I look down at him.

Damaria "Today, we resume the games! for the starting match, we have the Legend herself, our undefeated Queen! Our Greatest Mage with an astounding amount of mana since her birth! Damaria Beatrice Revoltoir!" The so-called announcer said I went out to the arena and I looked towards Father and of course, he looks cold and distant as usual. I went to the middle of the Arena to wait for my opponent.

"Na-uh, I want to chat with you, Cleo, right? Your new character is quite the devil." Misha smirked and tightened her grip more onto Cleo's sleeve. "How's he wrapping around your fingers?" It was such a single touch of her sleeve but it's enough to make Cleo freeze on her spot. This wasn't a mere coincidence. Misha came here to tag along on her quest and knowing her specialty, it wasn't the best choice for it will be dangerous. Misha releases a doll-like chuckle. "You know what, I just learned your progress." Cleo shook her hands off but she just pouted. "Bad! You can't hate me!"

Damn Nami! _______

The scent of fear that radiated from Misha made the demon happy. In a speed of lightning, he drew Misha close by the waist sinking his sharp long nails on his waist cutting through the flesh making him whimper in pain and the sound made the demon even happier. Misha tried to struggle but the more he struggled the more his nails sunk into the flesh on his waist making him whimper. He tried fighting once more when he lifted his hand bringing it towards him.