Novel & Cerita Kirisame Marisa

Marissa just discovered that in addition to the fact that she could not hear her conversations with the creature in her mind, Adamei could also not copy what didn’t see. She had only been using the powers she saw Marissa use and although Marissa was not a hundred percent sure, she somehow knew that she was right and so she took to her heels. The action surprised Adamei so much that she almost laughed, forgetting that Marissa was currently her opponent. “Running already?”. Adamei chuckled darkly, already feeling victorious. Marissa prayed that she followed her into the woods because she had a big surprise for her. She almost giggled at having her lick back.

Maria stared in astonishment at how mesmerising his eyes were and the mole—he had a mole on his nose. Something about it felt awfully familiar. Does she know this person?

In an instant, Marris's face softened, she patted the crying girl's head and hugged her tightly: "I'll take care of this later, don't worry, girl. What's your name?" "I...I'm Kasai Natsumi" Natsumi stammered shyly. Cowardly like this, why do people put their heads on their necks? Maybe one day I will die unjustly and I don't know the way to complain. Marris met many people like this and she couldn't sit still and watch a play every time. She smiled reassuringly. “Um okay. You go to my room T-251, and I'll take care of everything here."

Hera. “How are you my mate?” Damian asked Hera smiling fondly at her. She returned the smile. Marisa became deaf in that moment,all she could see was the kiss. Since then she made Hera a target. End of Flashback~ Marisa smiled as she said with venom “The only thing that separated us is gone. Now you are mine.” ——— Later that evening at Blackmoon pack, Damian’s phone rang. He cursed as he saw the name of the caller. “Damian darling” Marisa’s sultry voice sounded from the other end of the line.

"Marianne!" Marianne was Iris' "sister" in the way some orphans who'd never been snatched by apprentice takers saw each other. She was full-bodied like a cello, thicker in the hips than in the bust, as dark and lovely as the moon over the sandy deserts at the peak of the South Shores. Emerald Lake variety of Rogue, Marianne was. She bowed instead of certified, serving tray at her hip, dark eyes doe-like. "Niko, to what do I owe—Alex?"

Alice was impressed, till now she didn’t even realize she needed and assistant till she mentioned it, she gave her a small smile and nodded,”thank you Miss Marisa and nice to meet you and make acquaintance…. Marisa was staring at her as if star struck by Alice,’ohhh my gosh…she’s so beautiful, so soft spoke! So sweet! Wooow look at her eyes, her dimples oh damn! I think-I might be into women because of her and-and-and’, she thought to herself ecstatically. “Marisa?…”, Alice called out to her with a frown. She jumped as she was startled,” Ye-ye-yes Miss Jet…”, she stuttered a response.