Novel & Cerita Kyouya Talentless Nana

she says, her frustration spilling over. Inside her mind, Lana stirs weakly, groaning from the shared pain. *“Lana, come on,”* Nana pleads. *“We have to try. Just give me enough to use our claws. I need to pull out that damn bullet.”* Lana doesn’t respond, but Nana feels her pushing through, struggling against the weakness that grips them both. Slowly, Nana’s fingers begin to shift, elongating into claws. Her hand trembles as she examines them.

I appreciate her skills of perception in that moment. “Katya was…intense. A credit to her lineage. Everything an alpha would want.” I say. Nan inhales sharply. But holds her silence. Running her hands through my hair. “She had a fun personality. Enjoying the finer things in life. She was beautiful, enchanting, and powerful…and she knew it too.” “She must have had many admirers.” Nan says carefully. No indication of her true emotions present in her voice. I pretend not to notice. Knowing I will never finish my confession if I do not continue. So I press on.

"Happy Birthday Nana-chan!" It was her friend Watanabe Rin, or so Nana thought her to be before she discovered her mind-reading powers, that greeted her the moment she and her other peers were able to approach her from afar. "We've given your present to the grumpy butler over there," Her other friend Ito Yui said with glee. She was clinging to the arm of her boyfriend and famous jock on their campus, Miyamura Kai. Miyazaki Nana tried to decipher their thoughts to know if they've put something on her gift. Luckily, their mind says that it was just a cheap brand of cologne, a box of handkerchiefs, and coconut shampoo that they have brought for her.

"But rest assured, I know what I'm doing." "Do you?" she challenged, her voice laced with doubt. "Or are you simply blinded by…ambition?" "Ambition?" I echoed, a dangerous glint in my eyes. "Perhaps. But also…curiosity. Ayra intrigues me, Nana. She's unlike anyone I've ever met. Unpredictable. Unafraid." Nana remained silent for a long moment, her gaze fixed on an unseen point in the distance. Finally, she sighed, a long, weary sound.

Nana quickly covered her mouth. " Sorry your highness, I got carried away. hehehe." " Is nothing. And beside, am named Zach by the way." " Huh?" " Nothing! You still seem hungry, am going to asked maid to bring more dish for you." Nana: * nodding head really hard.* System assistant: ( Host?! the villainess had never answered in such manner. She always had her head down and looked sad and gloomy as the weather; So what do you think you doing?! The world cousiounesss may detect you, and game end!"

Yuck even I feel creepy whenever I think about it. My nana, my beautiful nana. Her name is Jasmine but I call her Nana. She was 19 when she came to my parents' house. My mother always taunted her unnecessarily because she was young, beautiful, and single. but Nana never left the GREY mansion because of me. She told me that she fell in love at first with me. My black orbs pulled her towards me. I smile at her words. I entered my castle. "GOLDEN SUNSHINE Castle"

★NINA★ The silence that followed Malachi’s demand was heavy, thick with the scent of his expensive cologne and the lingering, sharp smell of the vinegar that had soaked into my dress. I couldn't tell him. Not all of it. How could I explain that a simple black car could turn me back into a terrified thirteen-year-old girl hiding in a closet while her world ended?

“Wait, no, listen—” “You keep quiet, young man!” Nana said, admonishing him before he could get an explanation out. Her sharp eyes turned to my cousin. “Tara, I’ve never been one to throw words around but regardless of what you thought you should or shouldn’t have been doing, your behaviour has been shameful. This is the behaviour of whores. You and Kai Ann have never gotten along, that’s true, but that doesn’t give you the right or the permission to do what you’ve done.”

“It’s amazing to have someone like you championing me.” “You earn your stripes, make no mistake.” She smiles sweetly. I continue—onto the much more delicate portion of her equilateral triangle. “Three… Brains, beauty, sensitivity and everything else you have going on, Nikki St. Claire, represent the complementary DNA to combine with mine. For my child.” Her jaw drops. In slow-motion. Her eyes widen. Her mouth opens. No words come out.

Her soul. Whereas Aayana is a 25 years old ambitious and talented girl with a sweet and caring nature. She loves from the core of her heart. She wants to shine in her career and she has a secret crush on Ira. She finds her soul in Ira. But she can't reach her because of her status. And she also knows that her family won't accept her reality. Still, she is in the hope that one day she will get her love. The love of her life. About whom she dreams every night and aspires every moment. The divine feelings she feels for Ira, give her the feel of a peach mountain. She is afraid that she will be able to get in touch with the love of her life. Her love. Her Soul.