Novel & Cerita Marisa Kirisame

The woman's excited voice sounded out, I was quiet for a while before responding. "Miwa.... Iretomiwa Vicentia..." ~Author's Note~ Votes and comments are really appreciated ☺️☺️

And Aronohai Misa’s best friend and wrangler. She walks past the curious eyes of the elites and clamps a hand down on Misa’s shoulder. Something only she can do because they are almost the same height— and she is the one least likely to get her arm ripped off by Misa. All I know about Amane Riko is that she is known as an alpha with an easygoing demeanor, and she isn’t known to be cruel to omegas… “You all seem to be enjoying the show…”. She might as well have sprayed teargas at the spectators with the speed at which they dispersed.

The blonde woman screamed as she ran towards Karish, her breasts bouncing up and down with each step. "Meli!" Karish replied with a big smile on her face. I saw the blonde woman jump in Karish's arms and wrap her legs around his waist. WHO THE FUCK IS IT! I screamed in his face.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

After helping Samson onto Maris' back, she stepped back and said goodbye. Maris has vampire blood in her body, so even though her body looks quite slender and weak, she is very strong, carrying a man and going a long distance is just a small thing for her. - Be careful, we have already disturbed you. – Maris smiled and said. - This is work. – Bonita humbly replied. Waiting for Bonita to get in the car and drive a long distance, Maris put her hand to her mouth and called softly. Immediately, a flock of owls rushed out to welcome the female owner. They grabbed large bags containing bottles of dried blood lying on the ground and flew in flocks to follow her into the deep forest, blinking at the

Marsai’s POV I turned around to see who it was, but it wasn't someone I know. She had a black hair with small pink lips and her smile was charming. “Do I know you?” I asked as I was scrutinizing her body. “No you don't. I'm Marisa, and you are?” She asked, with a bright smile. I felt uncomfortable because I didn't expect anyone to talk to me out of the blue and I didn't know who she really was.

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

“ Maris knows those children are important to you. She doesn’t know how yet-but she’s digging.” Cold fear spread through my chest. "Digging for what?” I demanded. “For leverage,” she answered bluntly. “For something that ties you here. For something that ties Alpha Darius to you. she's jealous of you and want to bring you down she's tricked the other wolves to follow her lead.” "Everyone but you??" I asked suspicious " Yes " " You know what I think?* kept my expression blank. “ I think you’re assuming things.” “ She's watching you,” Kira countered. “You think she don’t see how Alpha Darius looks at them??”

“I’m with myself.” “Unfortunate company,” Kaelira said before she could stop herself. The woman’s mouth flicked, almost a smile. “And yet consistent.” Zevran didn’t lower his guard. “Name.” “Maris,” she said. “You don’t know me. You know what I brought.” She looked at Kaelira then, openly, a recognition passing through her face like a shadow over water. “I’ve been following your wake for three days. You leave a tidy trail.”