Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Mavis Vermillion

"Now we have to assume once again the role of Lady and servent. Might be one of the last times we do it. Let's hear what Flavius have to say?" Morgaine got up from the bed and choose a long sleeve black dress whit high heels, her head flowed down her back pitch black mixed itself with the dress, her eyes red like her lips, she was a turned vampire and because of that her eyes were red like her personality, vicious and fearless, the eyes of turned vampires toke the color of her personality, it was Lucius that turned her but they had found a way to kill him without her ceasing to exist like it usually happens when a Natural Born is killed.

In fact, she wanted Damian to be troubled both in life and after death! "Haha! I'm the winner! I'm the winner!" Mavis took in huge gasps of poisonous air as she laughed. After a while, she leaned against the glass wall before gradually slumping down onto the ground. She began to cry as she hugged her legs to her chest. Bits and parts of her plastic face were sticking out in odd angles beneath her twisted skin as she sobbed and wailed helplessly. She had met Leah once. The woman was extremely pretty and Mavis knew that she was no match for her. Throughout the years, she had been doing plastic surgery just to make herself look like someone that Damian would like, but what use was it?

My pulse had started racing the moment I stepped inside. “Good,” she replied. There was a small hint of amusement in her tone. “Doubt keeps you alive.” Something about her made my blood hum. Not the way it did around Kael. That pull was heat and gravity and something personal. “I am Mavis,” she said. “Scholar. Exiled. Keeper of truths the Moon prefers to forget.” My stomach tightened. “Exiled?” She nodded once. “I found histories that were not meant to be found. I spoke them aloud. The Moon erased my name from records. But not from memory.”

It was ruined! In extreme anger, Larissa lashed out, one strike after another, fiercely at the man. She whipped him until he bled and his flesh tore. His accomplices rushed in. Finn decisively pressed a button on his wrist controller. "MAVIS!" MAVIS' screen lit up, "I'm here." Finn roared, "Take them down! Beat them to death!" MAVIS' red light above glowed. "Understood!" With MAVIS joining, the situation immediately shifted in Larissa's favor. MAVIS grabbed one villain in each hand and swung them back and forth, shattering the concrete ground.

We walked along the path I once walked with Yumena. There seemed to be an influx of more students than before. We walked past a group of girls and they all seemed to have colorful hair that started right at their roots. "What are they?" I referred to the group of girls who were now behind us. They were probably going back to the dorm. "Oh, they're Mermaids. The color of their hair indicates what color tail they have. " Saiora revealed some very important information to me.

“Lance…uh…Mr. Wesker, my name is Mavis—“ “Cut the bullshit, what the fuck do you want from me?!” Within the second, he has her back pinned to the wall, the band holding her red hair in place falls to the ground and her hair scatters around her shoulders as she stares up at him with those eyes, the same eyes that had deceived him for so long in the past, and even now, her eyes still disarm him.

I said with a slightly trembling voice. "I'm not evading, I'm here as a maid. The person that Mas Suma pays. I will obey as long as that is my duty. However, in our relationship, Mas Suma must not restrain or force me! Mas Suma's overprotective attitude makes me like stuff!” My voice started to sound hoarse, my breath seemed to run out with my chest getting tighter. My vision started to blur with my tears. He looked surprised at my reaction. "Rani! That's not what I meant!" he said.

"I heard she had her scent surgically enhanced. No one looks that pure naturally." The praise followed me like a wake. Every eye was on me, including Talia’s. Standing on the dais in her white lace gown, she looked like a common wolf trying to play queen. Her face twisted with a primal rage. Even on her blessing day, the "disgraced" Ivy Mercer was the only thing the pack could talk about.

Red curtains heavily draped her windows and even the door towards her balcony, gold trimmings glistening every time the light of day touch it, decorative swords and knights displayed in one corner of her room, and the old frame of her vanity mirror now gone even the shards that were there last night. She let her bare feet touch the cold marble floor, Colfre cleaned all her wounds, from the deep cut on her hands to the cuts on her feet. It doesn’t hurt anymore, she thought. She went behind her divider and let her wrapper slide down her silky white shoulder. Morrigan’s skin is as white as porcelain, however, when her wrapper slid down completely off her shoulder and fell down the marble floor,

I asked. "Oh, good morning Emma, this is Hannah and she's the new maid Mr. Hollen hired." Halley turned to Hannah and gave a smile. She had a tanned skin tone, slightly darker than Halley's skin. She had jet black, cut in a short bob at the back of her neck, and bangs. Her eyes were hazel and bright. Her nose was straight and her lips were small, which went well with her narrow face. "New maid?" I asked, as if Halley had just stuttered.