Jean X Mikasa Novels & Stories

Grayson replied, “My apologies, but the president’s whereabouts are secret information.” Jean stared at the empty office. “I can probably guess without you telling me. Jay’s not in Grand Asia anymore, is he?” Grayson remained silent. Jean’s expression immediately shifted into something sinister. “Get out of my way, okay, Grayson?” Grayson remained unfazed. Jean raised a fist. “Imagine if I missed and hit you instead.” “You’re welcome to try, Master Jean.” In the blink of an eye, Jean’s fist soared to his target as if he was driven by lightning.

“I am Hekate. My name represents vengeance and hatred. I can exact my revenge on you anytime that I wish to. But Miki doesn’t have that much time left. I swear that I will find you someday, even if it will take me ten years! And when I find you, you’re going to wish that you’re dead by the time that I’m done with you!” Jessica smirked. “Do as you wish,” she said. “I’ve done what I was assigned to do here anyway. Besides, that girl doesn’t have much time left anyway.” She smirked as she removed a green dart from within her jacket, holding it between the index and middle fingers of her right hand. “It is amazing what a simple dart can do, isn’t it?” She chuckled with amusement, turning around

Yesha: *coughs* Good work Aika. Aika: Thank you Commodore... Yesha: How is everything here, Field Executive Mikami? Field Executive Aika Mikami is a 24 year old lady with pearl white skin and a gracious figure. She has distinct Asian facial features. She supports Commodore Romanov in the Directive Dimensional Administration (the support arm of the military fleet) since childhood. She is more commonly known as the Maiden of the Grey who moves the battle group fluidly in Yesha's Absence and commands respect even from the combatants.

Turning to glare at him, Xavia then retorted, “Even if that isn’t the case, I’m above casual sexual relationships! The fact that all this stems from a lost bet makes it worse! Regardless, you’re Master Mike, correct? You seem rich and powerful… With that in mind, you could have any woman in the world, so why are you that intent on copulating with an ordinary woman like me? That aside, I’ll be eternally grateful to you if you let me go!” Truth be told, Mike really hadn’t expected Xavia to remain this calm after all that had happened. What a courageous girl… Whatever the case was, he simply sat on the table before scornfully looking at her as he replied, “True enough, I can get any woman I wan

I replied. Mikasa clenched his jaw, " He was preparing her for the ceremony. He never touched her sexually but did everything else to fu*k with her mind. " I heard series of sobs coming from his mate and lifted my head to see her hugging herself. Something shifted in my heart at her condition and I remembered how I had felt after I escaped from sla**very years ago. "Hey, what's your name? " I asked. She crawled to the corner and hid her face with her hands. Mikasa didn't like me interacting with her but I didn't give a flying fu*k right now.

It’s where power resides. A short, fleshy woman who has a striking resemblance to Xavier came to us and gathered him in a hug. She was dressed in an ivory silk long dress. Gold jewelry catches the light at her wrists and ears, unmistakably expensive. “Oh sweetheart, you haven’t been home in so long” she says affectionately as she hugs her son. I could sense Xavier’s discomfort. He avoided my gaze in embarrassment as if ashamed of how his mom doted on him. She releases Xavier and turns to me with a smile.

She gives me a flirty smile and slides down off the edge of my desk, removing her hand from my hair and taking my hand in hers to pull me up off my chair. “Honestly, Z, even with as tired as I am, I feel like I’m too wired now to get any sleep.” I say, standing up and wrapping my arms around Zella’s waist, pulling her close to me and burying my head into her strawberry blonde hair. She pulls her head back and looks up at me, her eyes, the color of a Tiffany’s box, dancing. “Beta, who said anything about sleeping?” Rather than wait until we’re in our suite on the Beta floor, I pick up my mate and sit her back down on the edge my desk, prepared to have her be the recipient of all my wound-up e

The training had ended by the time I arrived, and the omegas were already cleaning the grounds. "I didn’t have a choice. It’s the Alpha’s order. Who am I to defy that?" I muttered. "Well, you're Aila Coraline, who can defy anyone," Zayn said, his words dripping with sarcasm. My brow instantly furrowed, and I glared at him. "What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t defy anyone. I just know how to stand up for myself." "Right, because standing up for yourself always looks like running away from your duties," he shot back, folding his arms with a smug look.

Silver hooks stuck out the tips. She kept the mask on. It wasn’t leather but some other material that showed no indication of where her nose began and cheeks began. It blurred out the image into a black shape. All Mia could make out was those exotic eyes gazing back at her from one large hole that went from the corner of one eye to another. She’s either with Xavier or Jax? “Who are you?” She said again. “I’m Nyx.” She sighed. “I’m Mia.” “Why does Jax need help?” She stalked toward her but left four feet between us.

"We are powerful together." Xienma nodded, her senses heightening as she felt the energy of the Moonflower mingling with her own. She focused on her bond with Xavier and Cassie, drawing upon their love and unity. As the first minion lunged at her, she sidestepped gracefully, channeling the magic within her. With a swift movement, she unleashed a wave of energy that knocked the creature off its feet.