Novel & Cerita Maki Shinichi

“Miki…” Miki coughed harshly. “Carry on…for me,” she said weakly. “Destroy…Raven’s Gate. If it’s Yuri…I believe that you can do it. If it’s Yuri…” “Miki. Tell me!” said Yuri quickly. “Who is Kami?!” “Kami is—” But before she could complete her sentence, Miki’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as her eyelids slid shut, having lost consciousness due to the severe loss of blood.

Katherine: The Volkov pack smelled like rot dressed in pride. Old blood. Old power. A place that had once mattered. I walked through their hall unchallenged, my scent carefully muted, my presence understated enough to be mistaken for diplomacy instead of threat. The Alpha met me halfway, tall, broad, already uneasy. Alpha Mikhail Volkov. I let my gaze sweep the chamber slowly, deliberately, before offering a faint smile. Not warm. I learned the hard way to never give them the chance to think that they can overlap me.

I wound my way around them, ignoring the shouted profanities as I approached the bullet proof booth, guarding the only entrance through the giant wall. The officer inside looked up, surprised to see someone outside a vehicle. He flashed his torch up to my eyes, making me flinch. Idiot. Didn't he know you didn't need a torch to see the blackened whites of a Taken's eyes? Maybe he was new. He didn't look any older than Burney, though this wannabe man in his grey uniform had a slight shadow where facial hair threatened to ruin his perfectly smooth face. Burney had never made it past a smattering of fluff.

Adorable in a way he hadn't encountered in a long time. He leaned forward slightly, glancing at her name tag. "Mona." She winced. "Yep. That's me." Still grinning, he leaned against the counter, watching her closely. "So, Mona," he drawled, "how does it feel to watch men beat the shit out of each other for a living?" " extremely weird I guess it's my first night " Her mouth dropped open slightly, before she quickly covered it with both hands. Kane smirked. "I like honesty."

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

Yukito said looking at the henchman who is tied up. “Thanks Yuki-ni.” Kazuha said, looking at her school uniform before putting it back on. She then touched the bloodstain cut on it. He even evaded my senses. What kinds of martial arts can even evade my speed? She thought. “That guy is an assassin. And not just any assassin. He’s a Sagemaker.” Xianliang said. “Sagemaker?” Kazuha said.

Luckily, Shiro-san seemed to not trigger his system, but if Shiro-san was really able to trigger then. Even if the system was very powerful, Monica was going to fight it to death! "Jin, wait for me, I haven't had the breakfast made by Monica-kun yet!" Misaki screamed and didn't want to get out of the dining room. "Misaki, that's Oga-kun's breakfast, if you eat it, Oga-kun won't have breakfast. Let's hurry up, the director is waiting for us." Mitaka looked helplessly at Misaki, and even though Shiro-san also ate the breakfast that was made by Monica, he subconsciously ignored him, which made Shiro-san excited.

I am just looking out for her so she won't fall for one of those fuck boys. Yeah... Keep telling your self that. The tiny voice in my head told me teasingly. **** Nigel left soon after. I made breakfast for Makaila and took it to her room. She was on the bed, curled up and looking for vulnerable, her long dark hair all over the place. Since she woke up, she hasn't spoken to me. And it was killing me. I hate to admit but Makaila has got to be the most natural girl I've ever seen. With her long caramel blond hair, her naturally tan skin and her full lips. I found myself comparing her to Bethany in my head and she topped Bethany ten times over.

My heart couldn’t stop racing and soon, the scent grew stronger and I began to feel electric waves running through my veins, causing me to shiver. “Why isn’t it stopping?!” I grumbled in frustration. “Jessica?” His manly voice filled my ears like pleasant music, causing my knees to wobble. “Your name is Jessica, isn’t it?” He asked again. I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head to see Alpha Kilhan standing right in front of me. He was dressed in all-black tailored suits and pants. His eyes pierced through my mask, staring right into my soul. I could hardly compose the words I wanted to say. His stare and aura made me blank in a way I disliked.

Kenji was worn down, but if that's true, then it'll destroy what's left of his humanity. "Why do you look relieved?!" Shibata scolded Kenji, as well as Ryu, who apparently shared the same feeling. Ryu even exhaled with a deep sense of relief. "Weren't you listening to me? Masaki Tanaka isn’t much different from whoever killed Jiro and Haruka! He had the same intention. He came to your house with the intent to kill you—kill your parents!" Shibata screamed, unable to accept that Masaki deserved forgiveness or an explanation.