Mako Ta Novels & Stories

gomez and stared at my hands pressing Mark’s chest, when his fists began to hit Tom. “¿Ya no te sientes muy macho, pendejo? ¿Te gusta hacer sufrir a las mujeres?” I heard him say in Spanish between blows “You’ll see what it's like to be a macho, when I take you to the Hacienda...” I shuddered with terror when I heard his muffled moans, so I met Mark's eyes, seeing his limp, pale face, and although his chest rose and fell, he was completely still.

Ana and Kenny are from the same pack, and we picked up Mak along the way. Makawee is my other roommate, and is off on a scouting mission. She is a little weird and awkward, and we love her for it. She doesn't look like a scout, she looks more like she would fit in behind a computer working on something brainy but cool. She can also move so silently that she sneaks up on me all of the time and loves to jump scare us. My wolf, Sel, loves it and never tips me off when Mak is making her sneak attacks. Mak has different colors in her hair every month, and is covered in piercings and tattoos. While Ana is beautiful in a feminine way, Mak has more of the dark alternative beauty that turns heads.

Hina expressed her worry while swimming beside her friend. Maki shook her head. "I need to do this on my own, Hina. Did you forget that I am also a warrior?" Hina sighed deeply and they continued to swim closer to the surface, but on the way there, the lotion Maki will use to temporarily gain legs, has fallen out of her pouch. "Oh, no!" She attempted to take it, but it was swallowed by a passing whale. "What do we do now? That is the only lotion we have and it will take another month to create it!" Hina exclaimed in panic.

He's also wearing a gold colored headband. Maktub is the guardian of Ataraxis, Hygge, Fika, Meraki, Yūgen and Azure. He served as the parents of the six. But when the six entered the Metanoia academy they have moved away from Maktub because the academy has its own dormitory. "What are you doing here?" Ataraxis asked Maktub seriously while staring at him. Maktub's smiling face became serious. "Shouldn't I be asking you that? What are you guys doing here?" Maktub's serious question caused the five of them to bow down.

More energetic than me. I dragged myself out of the room and headed to the kitchen. As I stepped into the kitchen my breath stopped. They were shirtless. Both of them. Aiden was making his protein shake, and his biceps twitched with scoop he took and poured the powder into the glass. His nipples dark brown against the golden tan of his skin. His trousers hung low, showing me that sharp V that made me thirst for something else than water. Luca was at the counter sipping from the protein shake, his hips angled temptingly. He shot me that knowing smile. I didn’t know if it was because of what we did last night, or because he caught me staring at Aiden.

Lena’s POV Professor Mako was on one of his usual tangents again, this time using scenes from adult romance e-books to “teach emotional expression in speech.” Honestly, sometimes I wondered if he even remembered we were a university class and not actors auditioning for some dramatic, unnecessarily steamy theater play. “And then,” he read dramatically, raising a brow as if the next line held the key to life itself, “he pressed her against the wall, his voice low, ‘Do you want me to stop?’”

But why let a small detail like that stand in the way? An hour later, she stood in front of her mirror, admiring her makeshift disguise: baggy blue pants, a brown belt with a cobra buckle, a collared shirt tucked under a dark vest, black hat, a fake mustache, and boots that had seen better days. "Not bad," she mused. Her reflection was, at best, unconvincing, but desperate times called for questionable outfits.

she mumbled looking at the door where Maa was already standing with amusement in her eyes. "My regards to her. Kiss her cheek, forehead, nose and everywhere for me on my behalf," he yelled before Mehr pressed the red button. "Where are you going to, young lady?" Maa raised her eyebrows because she can't raise one at a time which makes her to be so jealous of Mehr who can do it expertly. "Hajiyan Allah, I was just about to ask you if I can..." she trailed off not knowing how to put it even though it's not the first time she asked.

My decision was final. A maid, nor a human will never be my luna. "Get me a glass of water." I barked at her before exiting the kitchen.

In simple words , Abhimanyu filled her plate with all Indian colourful , mouthwatering dishes Taapur was shocked and other's were speechless . Abhimanyu took over a Makki chapati (Corn/maize, Makki di Roti) and started breaking it in small pieces . Taapur's eyes were only on His long fingers which were looking very nice and quickly breaking the chapati in same pieces . It didn't take much for the Makai chapati to be break and left infront of Taapur's plate He gazed at her . . She stared at him . . Unspoken words flashed through their eyes . She did not know what to say as he watched every breath she took