Madoka Novels & Stories

"Maintain optimal interpersonal relationships... but keep a low profile." His eyes swept across the room—then froze. Second row, by the window. A girl with twin pigtails, licking a lollipop and swinging her legs idly, waited for the teacher. Takuto's pupils contracted. His fingers loosened. The academic roadmap slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a smack. “Yama... Yamada Section Chief?!” The girl turned at the sound of his voice and gave him a sweet, innocent smile. “Just call me Miu~!”

You speak bravely for those who hide in the darkness beneath the world! Ragna interjected, feeling a surge of anger. "I have nothing to prove, slave of a false god." For tens of thousands of years, Madok's name shook the enemy. "Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh

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.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

With the beast's life force extinguished, Paige released a breath of relief. "Honey, what’s the rank of this phantom-beast?" asked Paige, watching as Akasuki, the kunoichi who tended to carry herself in a relaxed and unresponsive manner, gruesomely plucked out the creature's eyeballs. Such a scene, as usual, caused Alice, the girl who held an affinity for celestial magic, to puke nearby.

My mom winked at me. Lucian just chuckled at this exchange. "Mom. This is Lucian. Lucian, my mom." I introduced them. "Good to see you, Lucian." Mom grinned like a little girl who had been offered candy. "You too, Mrs. Morgan." "Kyla. Just call me Kyla." Mom corrected. "Happy birthday, sunshine," Lucian whispered in my ear before pecking my cheeks. I think I was competing with a tomato at that point, in front of everyone.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help. I gave in one day and bought us this little house that was run down and needed a lot of work. While we rented this small apartment. I worked on the house behind Sadie’s back. It was hard to pull off any surprises around Sadie. She always knew what I was up to. She couldn’t help it, but I did my best to keep it off my mind whenever I was around her and so far it seemed to work. Unless she knew and just wasn’t telling me. I didn't want us to bring our new daughter home to a small apartment. I wanted Sadie and my daughter to have a home that belonged to us. Sadie even made a new friend at school. Her name is

I say with an obnoxious smile. “Of course, Lucas this is Luciana Morgenstern. She is our special student,” he says, motioning for the man to sit. “Special?” He asks with furrowed brows. “She is a hybrid. Mother was a Light Angel, father a Dark,” the headmaster explains. Mr. Night’s eyes widen and I sit down on the couch, watching with a bemused smirk. After all these years, they’re still terrified of hybrids. Even an adolescent one.