Maid Sama End Novels & Stories

Mia laughs in her mother's face and the woman angrily lifts her hand to slap her, but Mia catches it in the air. "You are going to be sorry when my dad gets to you?" The woman hisses between her gritted teeth. I would have doubted if she was truly her biological mother but these two are Identical. And both of them have Maxim's eyes. "Oh! let's see how your daddy dearest will react when I send him your little pretty fingers" Mia twists her mother's arm and in seconds, she flips her on the ground and pins her there."Let me guess, Just like my father, I am sure your daddy will choose my wealth over your cheap dumb ass"

That wasn't possible. Yet somehow— Every instinct told her it was true. The Mother looked at the End. Not with fear. Not with hatred. With grief. Endless grief. And then she revealed the truth that shattered every answer they had found so far. "The End was never born." A pause. The void trembled. "The End is what remained after my child died." Silence. Absolute silence. Emma felt the presence inside her recoil. Not in anger. Not in denial. In pain. Real pain.

Mama answered me immediately, and I just listened to her so I could tell Eireen and the others. "Who's evil? Sheena?" I immediately asked my Mama. She was stunned when I mentioned the name. "One of the spies we found out, Amire, do you know?" Mama asked as she stared at me. "He's Papa's lover now...and I almost died from her because she's Drake's bloodline," I said, and it was a strange thing that was given to me that I just saw. When I touched the thing that looked like a small crystal, Mama suddenly disappeared in front of me.

Mia sat close to her mom, crying and shouting for help. But no one was close enough to hear her. Just then, she felt her mom take her last breath. Mia sat down, devastated close to her mom's corpse; her world had been shattered into a million pieces. Tears streamed down Mia's face as she clutched the lifeless body of her mother. Now, memories were her only remaining link to the love and warmth that had once filled their lives. Mia had searched desperately for a way to bring her back, but nothing worked. The Mundara powers, once a source of fascination and wonder, now seemed like a cruel joke, taunting Mia with their elusiveness.

Mara's body kept on trembling as she watches her mother and the young her fall from the building. Confusions has finally ended in her mind. A lot of questions has just got its unwanted answers and Mara coudl not accept it. She could not even comprehend it. She is the daughter of Satan and the treacherous grim reaper known as Adelaide.

Mara released a choked sob as her butt met the wooden chair again. “She's dead.” She whispered. “The baby is dead.” Selena stared back in silence as she watched Mara break before her. It was like her body was there but her soul was not. “Ivan killed her... He killed my baby... He killed my will…” Selena had come not just to see her but to share some tricks. She'd wanted to teach her how to turn everything to her favour just by virtue of carrying a Santini blood. But the baby is dead now. There's nothing she could do anymore.

Lisa's POV: Sebastian trails off before letting out a breath of air, "So I guess to start, our family never had the best luck when it came to demons. My mom's name was Mia and she was, obviously, my father's mate. Before he met her, he was a lot like Alex, cold, cut off, a major man-whore. But when he met her, it all stopped. He started to get happier, although he never showed it to his men.

Law answered flatly. Mr. Bluesmith sighed. “That’s all we had, I’m afraid. The child was well hidden. His mother fell in love with her bodyguard. When the family disapproved, she ran. Mrs. Sierra deeply regrets how it ended. Now that both parents are gone, she wants her grandson home more than anything.” I narrowed my eyes. “When did the parents die?” “A fire in Houston. Gas leak at a charity event they were attending. There was… nothing left to bury.”

My memory, typically prone to haunt me, become a steel-trap, effortlessly retaining every detail I encountered. "Now that your boy here did his part why dont we get down to business." Simon's voice grip my attention pulling me back to where I am and I turn toface him, ffocussing all my hightened attention onto him. Fierey burning through my veins as I am about to launch at him."Wait!" And I pause just as the word fall from his mouth. "I can offer you an important piece of information. Mia's sister, Maya, she suffers from a rare disorder that makes it extremely difficult for her to leave their family home." His words hits my receptors like striking an iceberg.

"Tam, George just has temporary amnesia. He doesn't remember you right now, but didn't you love playing with him? Why don't we wait a few days? Maybe his memory will come back." Mom scoffed loudly in my head. "What nonsense! In your past life, that little girl from the Rogers family tore your favorite bow. You barely said anything, yet George locked you outside. "You stood in the rain for so long you almost got sick. In the end, it was that Muller boy who came looking for you with an umbrella. He kept saying 'what a hassle', but still draped his coat over you." Hearing that, something in my chest tightened. I didn't understand why Mom kept talking about the "past life", but every word weighe