Eren And Mikasa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My mind seemed to be going wild after Clairmont stood close to me. I gently slapped both of my cheeks. Get a hold of yourself, Suna Mikiya. Now is not the time to be catching feeling on one of the MC’s love interests. By the time Clairmont met Minerva and is smitten with her, that’s the time when I start my fangirling!

“I’m sure you’re going to be an amazing Luna to me.” Mikki snarled. “Maybe in your dreams,” she retorted. “I'd rather die than marry you.” Farkas raised his brows. “Oh, she talks. And she’s daring. I quite like those features,” Farkas teased. “But, I’m sorry to disappoint you, you don’t have much of a choice, Princess,” he spat the word. “And you dying doesn’t help me much, so…” He took a few steps towards her, and Mikki winced against the mattress. She could feel his scent so close to her nostrils that made her want to puke. He smelled like blood and cruelty. Pure cruelty.

One can never tire of the waltz she said. Your Dutiful paper friend, Mikel P.S. Don't forget to write to your brother. He will like to hear about the competition. To my best friend, Mikel who is miles away, Congratulations?! You are an engaged woman at the age of eighteen. Very 15th Century isn't it?! I saw your 'intended' on the internet. Handsome but full of himself. They say you can't believe anything on the internet but you will sure as hell believe it when there's an R-Rated video of it. I'm sorry, Mik. I wish you can come to the ranch to escape but your mother probably hired guards for you.

The variety of cuisines were abundant that it truly overwhelmed Meghaal. "Why's the asshat running late I wonder" She asked Mikkel as she stuffed her mouth with sushi. "Maybe the nerves actually got to him?" "Him? pfft no way. He acts like the ground he walks on turns into gold. And sadly, so does everyone else." Mikkel stuffed his face with a mixture of blueberry and strawberry cheesecake and replied with his mouth full. "You really do hate him don't you?"

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

“So I came to Japan and enrolled myself into a middle high school. I have papers that says I’m an emancipated minor, so it is no problem enrolling myself into school. That was three years ago. I was fifteen then.” Miki sighed. “For these past three years, I kept searching for you. I kept asking around. I even rang up every school in Japan to ask if there is a student in their school by the name of Yuri Kirisawa. And each time, I was sorely disappointed. But I didn’t give up looking for you.” Miki glanced at Yuri’s rather shocked form. “I missed you. I wanted my best friend back. I wanted my sister back. Or is it just wishful thinking on my part, and that perhaps you’ve already moved on?” Mik