Makima Novels & Stories

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

her breaths are coming in fast, and it makes the swell of her breasts seem even more beautiful from where he lay. “stop looking at my boobs, North” “I’m a man alright, and I love the swell of your breasts,” he responds making his best friend laugh bitterly. “only if you had the same guts you have now then” she takes a turn and finally drives out of the school building. “oh yeah can you stop opposite that small bush we used to make fun of” Malila looks at his frame from the mirror. “why is that?” she asks suspiciously. “I need to help a friend” Malila’s brows take a journey toward her foreheads as the car screeches and comes to a halt.

Kimberly was impressed with the cabin once she got inside. It was simple and had a homey touch to it. There was a fireplace in the living room to keep them warm at night, two sofas and a recliner which can certainly accommodate the six of them comfortably, a small dinning room close to the living room and then there is a kitchen.

He would reserve Chimba’s punishment for later. “Another subject you say?” Again, Bozo’s question drove a cold chill down Chimba’s features, and fright held him. But the man did not back down. He was curious, a curiosity that might send him to an early grave. “Hawk is not just a subject, dear Chimba,” Bozo breathed in, still trying to contain his anger. “His name is Maduka. Son of Obi, of the tribe of Obigwe, from the clan of Obigwenigwe and the true heir to the iron throne.”

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Makaila got to school very late. Her face was swollen and red and she tried her best to cover all her scars by wearing a baggy hoodie. She rushed into class while they were almost ending third period. Immediately she entered the class, all eyes were on her. "You are late." Miss Tamika stated eyeing her with distaste. "I'm sorry, I really had a bad night." Makaila muttered. "Just get to your seat." Miss Tamika dismissed her and continued to teach. She found an empty space at the back and went to sit down.

Ang Sierra Madre ay naging isang dambuhalang lunsaran. Sa gitna ng kagubatan, isang dambuhalang istraktura ang umusbong mula sa mga labi ng White Obelisk at ng Phoenix Sentinel. Ito ang NEA Ark-1: Ang "Kalasag". Hindi ito mukhang tradisyunal na rocket; ito ay isang hugis-krus na barko na binalot ng puting kristal at pinapatakbo ng Icarus Engine—isang makinang pinagsama ang teknolohiya ni Liam at ang enerhiyang nakuha mula sa Singularity Core ng mga Precursors.

Aki thumped him on the upper arm. “Ouch! You hit really hard. You know that?” Sasha tried to rub the ache away. Then he pointed to the right side of the structure, where a vertical tunnel made a loud, constant drone as it delivered wind up in a column. “You’ll enter the machine through there. That’s the Shooter Lane.” “That’s Stork Clan bodyflight equipment. I use it all the time for Karamijutsu training.”

Then she wiped its intelligences and reset it to factory default. ~ Inside the gathering hall at the mayor’s mansion, Eva watched as Miko hovered over a mecha, as the girl performed what she called her Machine Trance. She could only wonder in awe as Miko traversed lines of code through her biological consciousness.

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?