Jean X Mikasa Novels & Stories

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

When Towcs was standing an inch high in black liquid, he moved close to the line of the circle. The image of a clear blue sky appears, it looks like we are looking through the eyes of something that's flying. The view then slowly looks to the left, and a person flying comes into view. A version uniform that has golden lines, long raven black flowing hair, a fair face, and piercing deep blue ocean eyes that's shimmering like ripples across the water. I was once again gazing at the face of my creator, Goddess Misaki. " Looks like it's V0."

I still maintained calmness without answering. "Mark, she is not Anna, she is Jasmine Warner, a lot happened after Lia's death when you went leaving all of us, Anna also left us behind and went to her friend lia leaving me, She is dead Mark, she is dead!!", Xavier said chocking at his last words and tears are threatening to fall from both the person's eyes in front of me.

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

It attacked the empty air all over the arena constantly, forming sharks and swordfish that jump from its surface to attack the empty air. "I made you a promise, did I not?" the voice traveled on the wind and into her ear once again. "Yes," she broke out into a beautiful smile, "and you've kept it, so I think I might have to give you a reward." Suddenly a cool breeze blew past and stopped in front of Megan as it solidified into Xasha who was wearing a black sleeveless shit and green leather pants covered in runes.

"Your name is..." "Ashley Van Smith." A man almost as tall as Jax answered. He was the only one not wearing a mask, and I recognized him immediately as Jean - he had blown a kiss at Eva's camera. "I knew it when I saw you in the audience earlier. You were almost up front, weren't you? With all those girls with the big cameras?"

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

She looked confused at Mason before seeing Micah on the other side. "Oh, god," Xenia gasped. "There are two of you." “We’re not the same!” Both Mason and Micah said, giving each other a look before turning back to Xenia. She tried to take a step away, only for her knees to give out. They both rushed to her side, and Mason caught her before she hit the ground. "I've never met someone who faints as much as her,” Mason grumbled. "You would do the same if you were constantly fighting for your life," Micah said, caressing the side of Xenia's face.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.