Dynasty Miia Lyrics の小説・ストーリー

Mia smiled at my confusion and stopped for a second. "I think we got off on the wrong foot," Mia said with a smile that made me wary. "Let me re-introduce myself." I gulped, listening intently. "My name is Mia Castro," she started. "I am one of the Royale warriors." My eyes widened at her words. "W-Warriors?" "I'm sorry I lied to you the first time around," she said with a sombre expression. "I promise it was not my intention to deceive you in that manner."

Alex stood beside me, though he said nothing. I stepped onto the low stone ring and looked out over the faces of those I had fought beside, bled beside, nearly died for. “I am Mia,” I said. “Not Zero. Not the Knife. I am the daughter of Isara. I carry Oryx blood. I’ve killed for this pack. I’ve spared for it. I’ve walked away from power and returned with something older than loyalty. Choice.” The crowd didn’t move. I continued, “Some of you fear what I brought back. Some of you think it will change me. You’re right. It already has. But it won’t make me cruel. And it won’t make me careless. It will make me ready.”

“From dusk till dawn, you’ll be my only friend.” Mika repeated, “From dusk till dawn.” The End!

Then he glanced at the other man, something passing between them, and stepped aside without another word. I walked in. The inside was dim and I could see people making out openly, about three strippers were dancing on the stage, the music low enough that you could still hear conversation. My hands were shaking so bad and the hills I were were making my legs shake hard too. I had barely taken ten steps when a voice came from directly behind me. "Mia?" I stopped. "What are you doing here?" I recognized the voice before I even turned around and that was exactly what made my blood run cold.

C. Lolzz…. What should Mia do oh? Still me; Authoress Damsel. Love you al

Her voice was steady, yet soft, grounding Dynasty amidst this whirlwind of emotions. “Exactly!” chimed in Mica, her ever-optimistic spirit shining through. “You’ll be in a new place, but you’ll take all of us with you in your heart. Plus, we’ll visit! You can’t get rid of us that easily.” Dynasty couldn’t help but smile through her tears. “I know you’ll be there for me no matter what. Thank you for always supporting me, even when I make spontaneous decisions.” Her voice trembled slightly as she watched everyone staring sadly at her, pulling at her heartstrings.

It was deep, powerful, as if it carried a thousand ancestral voices: “I am Mia. Descendant of the royal betas. My blood is alpha. And I will no longer accept you or anyone else disrespecting me—or disrespecting my friends. Or, sweetheart...” She smiled, showing her grown fangs, “...believe me: I will rip your head off.” A deadly silence fell over the parking lot. The air seemed thick, charged with energy, like before a big storm. Diana took three steps back, her eyes wide, her body still slightly bent forward in attack, but now hesitant, bewildered.

"Ravenna, you are my equal, my heart, my strength. I vow to protect you, to honor you, and to lead with you. We are bound by the stars and the earth, and in you, I find the peace I have searched for all my life." I swallowed hard, the words Mia had made me memorices tumbling from my lips as though I had known them my entire life, as if the stars themselves had written them for me. "Darius, you are the flame to my soul, the strength in my heart. I vow to walk by your side, to love you through every challenge and every triumph. Together, we will carry the weight of this pack, as equals, as one." Darius smiled at me, his hands on me trembling.

Mia lay down on her mattress, staring at the ceiling again. She could still hear Vince’s voice in her head. You’ll be Lily here. She whispered her name to herself—quietly, fiercely. “Mia.” Once. Twice. Until the word felt like a pulse in her throat. She didn’t know how long she’d last, or what tomorrow would look like, but for now, she clung to the smallest piece of herself she could still claim.

Mia exclaimed in between ragged breaths. Even though tears were blocking her gaze, she still tried to meet her future husband's eyes. The girl hoped that her lover could understand the difficulties she faced. Mia Sanders was not giving up, but lacking hope. “I also want to refute the prophecy, thinking that No Name won't succeed in killing me. But, I can't. This heart can't calm down and pretend like there's no threat. Do you think I enjoy preparing all this?” Mia asked as she looked at the scattered photos around her. After one heavy sigh, her hand rose to feel the heartbeat. "I'm suffering, Julian. I don't want this to be the last gift I can give."