Novel & Cerita Hetalia Mochi America

The card felt cold in my hand—maybe it was the office temperature, or maybe it was just the icy nature of its owner. “And Marquez...” he called out just as I reached the door. “Be ready by six. I don't like to wait.” “Pashnea,” I whispered under my breath, stuffing my things into my bag. Linti guid! You’ll get what’s coming to you, just you wait! “I heard that!” “I said you look very handsome, Sir!” I offered a fake, plastic smile and bolted out of the room before he could throw his laptop at me. You’re such a jerk, Laxus Morgan! I’d have a crush on you even if you weren’t such an... ugh!

Smith shuddered but was also astonished. "Uh, I-I'm fine." Just then Alpha Troy saw Amora. He didn't recognize her so he observed her carefully. "Is she human?" asked his wolf in confusion. "But her scent is not that of a human," said Alpha Troy. "Hey, something strange is happening!" "I know!"

Hmm, it seems that Shasha doesn't want her mother to know that there is a problem between them. “You should try this mochi, Alli. Incidentally, auntie got this recipe from Shasha. And you know, it tastes really good!” Alliando just smiled flatly when he heard Elena's words. But his gaze immediately turned gentle when he saw the mochi in front of him. He then took the mochi and started eating it, suddenly a warm feeling filling his chest. Ah, after this, he would probably often ask Shasha to make this snack.

Sing Amoli. (Samosa samosa where are you going) " Samosa ..samosa. Pikachu ke tummy m..ja rha h ... yummy" sang Vahini Everyone laughed by seeing this (Samosa samosa going inside the Pikachu's tummy.... yummy) Amoli went to the table and take one samosa in her hand not taking it in any plate and take one bite of it without sauce or tea suddenly she shouts " ahhh" Everyone became silent and saw why Amoli is shouting and laughed.

Sasha slid his hands into the pockets of his coat, watching his superior with the impassivity of a man who had seen too much. “What do we do?” The question hung in the air, but both of them already knew the answer. There was no need to say it out loud. The man behind the desk smiled, a flicker of anticipation in his eyes. “We bring her back.” He took the last sip of vodka, then let the glass drop onto the desk with a sharp clack. “And we make sure the Italian pays for his mistake.” ***

The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s

[Monami, are you okay? Nero started the conversation by asking that question to Monami. But what Monami said afterward gave Nero another round of headache. "MEOW" [&%$^#@&&*^$#!] "Huh???!" "MEOW" [&%$^#@&&*^$#!] "MEOW" [Monami?! What are you saying you sound so foreign?!!!] Nero was bewildered when he realized that he could not understand a word from what Monami said.

she speaks to herself, then forces a smile on her face as she watches them take a seat. The chef attempts to serve the meal, but Mindy stops her. She needs to make contact with the alpha for her plan to work. “Let me do that,” she says, and Veronica glares at her. “I am in a wonderful mood this evening, my dearest Luna, so let me serve you, our beautiful queen.” Hearing Lila shower her praises makes Veronica happy, so she relaxes.

Teresa shook her head vigorously with a terrified look in her eyes and screamed, "Amaria No!!" As it charged towards Amaria, the Chimera jumped down from above and shrieked loudly.

he asked behind an indifferent yawn and Mj stretched as she woke up from her consistent in and out drive induced sleep. Moxie grumbled as Jay jabbed him in the ribs, “all right fine… let's play wolf or nah,” he drug out in a lazy tone and Jay sat up straight, “cool, I go first… Miley Cyrus,” Jay asked and Moxie snorted, “you already know my stance on the queen, she is the most regal of Omegas” he teased with a horrible fake accent and Mj giggled, “how do you figure Hannah Montana for werewolf catnip?” Moxie’s mouth fell open, and he put his hand on his heart, “oh little sister, you wound me… as an Omega yourself I would figure my reasoning would be quite obvious,” Mj shook her head and laug