Maki Yuta Novels & Stories

She asked confused. "You know..." She paused, "the confession." She whispered. She immediately stopped eating, She was probably remembering what he said. "Wait, did you get rejected?" Another one of her friends chimed in. "Misa!!" The first girl gasped. "What Mai?" She turned to Yuki. "What did you expect? He's Touya Matsuzaki, a rich, hot and elite alpha. Did you think he was just gonna say, yeah sure let's date. Be realistic. The only chance you'd have with him is if you use your pheromones on him." She said harshly.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

The question was a tough one, and I went mute. “She can, Gamma. She is a healer,” Daisy blurted and I stared at her in surprise. “I mean….” She cleared her throat. “Eira has the ability to make someone feel alright. She can dance for him. Do stupid things to make him happy. That’s the best form of healing, right?” Daisy sounded more dumb than me.

Yuta explained. Jai frowned when he heard the fourth name. “I’ve heard of that one.” “Oh which one of has you heard of it? Takeshi Hirabayashi or Satoshi Hirabayashi?” Yuta asked him. “The latter one, Satoshi.” As the humans talked, the little companions were busy with themselves. Shoru pawed at Yuta’s opened palm while Rita pecked softly at Shoru’s tufts, managed to pluck some out which she then dropped to the floor. It didn’t result in bald spot, and the little wolfy didn’t seem to be feel any pain from her fur plucked out, making Rita quite confused. Sakura was only watching all of them silently, as per usual.

Ejima took the stick, nodding like a wounded lizard, "stay safe, old friend" "I will see you again," Mmechi's smile broaden and she drew out a dagger from her waist. "Just in case" she shrugged and handed the dagger to Ejima. "If you meet Uche by chance, don't forget to send my regard. Try not to die this time, good friend." "I will try," Ejima said before turning her attention towards the exit.

And this time, I make it through without a single mistake— my every move synced with his. He nods in approval. "Good." When he leaves, barrels up to see me. Yuta is right behind him, watching at his Shield with an annoyed look. He was always complaining how Jaki never stopped to stay in one place longer than a minute. "That was amazing. I swear you have the best form out of all the Strikers." He says, large dark eyes sparkling youthfully. "There's a reason the others call him Deathdancer." Yuta cuts in, grabbing Jaki's collar and dragging him away.

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Maki stated, and Ida nodded as she fell on the sofa shutting her eyes. "Who's Avery??" Ida glanced at Daiki before glancing at Maki who got her message. She used her eyes to tell her to bring the tablet that shows the news. Ida collected the tablet from her, and read the news. *IDA OKINO MITSUKO, A JAPANESE ACTRESS HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN A SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH A FRENCH BILLIONAIRE. THE PICTURE BELOW WILL SERVE AS AN EVIDENCE."

“I am angry, and whenever I think of how cold he was when he was doing it, I just find it harder for me to control the rage that I am feeling.” “And to be Luna is to first learn how to control that anger of yours, those emotions that seem too big for you to control, and to put a straight face or a smile when those who stand against you want to see you weaken.” She crossed the room and stopped in front of me. “You will walk out of this room with your head held high. And you are going to do so without delay. You will do so with me.”