Novel & Cerita Maia Mitchell Look Alike

She said. Mridula!!! Oh so she was Mridula!!! "But how? She bumped into me. I didn't!" I said. "Yuvi! What did you think of her? An Owl?!🦉That she'll be able to see in dark?!" She asked sarcastically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and asked,"What are you saying?"

Also, in the way he looks, it'll not be a surprise if he's really one. Kai finished the first glass. He turned his gaze to Liana, who averted her eyes after getting caught that she's staring. Kai shamelessly studied her features. From her short hair, to her tan skin, to her lips painted in red up to her chinky eyes, down to her neck. Liana felt the stare all throughout, though she didn't do anything about it. Kai sighed and looked away. She looks a lot like his past lover. He would've believed it's her if it's not for the neck mole that Stella, his past lover doesn't have.

While I dry myself off, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I look a lot like my mom, everything but my eyes and hair are the same. My hair is curly like hers but it's brown instead of red, and my eyes are also green but generously flecked with gold making them appear hazel. My brothers look like almost identical copies of my dad, all except for Jaxon's red hair and Kaine's dark demeanor. I hear harsh knocking on my door. "Maia get out of there!" Jaxon yells. I roll my eyes. "I'll be there in a minute!"

Looking back, Viviana looked a bit like Mya, and it turns out that there is a resemblance when there is a blood relationship. He suddenly startled, and an idea suddenly popped up.

Mishka spat, but the next moment, they both burst into a series of laughter. “Kiara is your copy,” Riya said. “And still I am failing to deal with her,” Mishka agonised. “Maybe because she is like her father as well,” Riya mentioned, and Mishka’s eyes snapped back at Riya. “No way!! She looks a bit like her grandmother. Her eyes and hair are the same as Vera mom, but her dimpled smile is mine. She is in no way like Chris and I am thankful to god for that,” Mishka countered and Riya huffed before opening her mouth again.

“Sir… please, look at the screen.” Carl reluctantly lifted his eyes. And then he froze. The camera panned to Maika. His breath caught in his throat. The woman on the screen—her face, her eyes, her posture—was identical to Aster, the woman he had loved and lost. “How is that even possible?” Carl muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief. “She looks exactly like her…” Sean, catching his master’s shock, quickly responded, “Do you want me to get her contact information?” “Yes,” Carl said instantly. “Now.”

We made it to the throne room, and I immediately bowed once I saw Mia. “She looks nothing like Laura. The eyes and hair are all off. Are you sure??” Hazel whispered. I was positive it was her. The stories match up, and Mia has the same personality as her. Even though Mia’s hair is a reddish hair color, her eyes are perfect. When I was around her, my heart began to beat. This is how I knew.

Madam Beatrice responded in a somewhat bitter tone that was not hard to catch. “Heyyyyyy, everyone!” A feminine voice interrupted and we all turned in the direction. A young lady waltzed in dressed in a black dress that looked absolutely beautiful such that it gave a vibrancy that she probably did not want it to give. I immediately noted a similarity in eyes and nose between she and Mia, it was too hard to miss. She had the appearance of soul fire sparking against the ice, of one who saw right to the heart and would take your entire soul as her friend, keeping it safe come what may.

*Amelia’s POV* “Sarah, do you have a minute?” Mia leaned against my office door and asked. I sat aside the report I was working on and looked up, “Of course, what’s up?” Mia was wearing a button-up Hawaiian shirt and black slacks. Her blonde hair was pulled back into two buns that sat on top of her head, and her blue eyes sparkled with charisma. She was adorable and seemed like a really fun person, though we hadn’t talked much. She reminded me a lot of Nina.

She pulls away and smiles, her arms wrapping around my neck as mine slithers around her waist. “I love you Maia LaLuna” I whisper, looking into her sparkling dark brown eyes. Maia laughs softly “Aleena Mitchell using full names? That’s something I have never heard before” Maia jokes as she raises an eyebrow, I raise an eyebrow and chuckle softly as my eyes stare into her eyes. “I love you too… Aleena Mitchell” Maia smile. I roll my eyes and groan “Ugh… you know I hate my last name” I say.