Marisa Kirisame Novels & Stories

Kim yelled, snapping me back to the situation at hand. I leaned in, allowing my canines to extend. "Sorry about this." I murmured, pressing my mouth against her neck. "N-no!" Marissa gasped, realizing what I was up to. "Can't..." she continued, strengthening her attempts at breaking free. "Kayden... he has Kayden!" Kayden? Lifting my head, I fixed my gaze on Marissa’s pained expression. Who the hell was Kayden? Unable to control my curiosity, I pressed my forehead against Marissa’s and allowed myself access to her thoughts. However, what I found myself staring at left me both shocked and amazed.

If she were to die tomorrow, all histories and secrets of the hidden Jewels of Worlds would be lost and forgotten forever. She knew she needed to do something to preserve the histories and secrets of Kósmima. She had one person in mind, a young one, her apprentice – Maya Faramis. Leah’s older sister, they had the same features, except Maya colors her hair purple. She didn’t hold the traditions of the Faramis who hunts down serpents. In fact, she was a bit different than the other Flihths. She fled from her home and family when she was young. She was more curious about the magic and the history of Kósmima. She knew there was more to how the Jewel of Worlds was. She had thought that there had

Slowly losing her consciousness a pair of red eyes was the last thing she saw. Marissa was preparing the bride's wedding gown. Until now she feels guilty for leaving Iris and betraying her. She disliked Elisa and it proves that the woman changed her brother in just one day. She had her reasons for ignoring Iris and it is something she can't get out from. Once she's finished fixing the gown Eris approached her.

Marissa whispered something to her, she nodded. Everyone was shocked, Aria Lee will never bow to anyone. “Shall we begin” Aria said, as her eyes swept over us. Who the hell is Marissa?.

Mariam was younger than Kihara had expected, short with light brown hair and shockingly vivid green eyes that widened slightly in surprise at the sight if Kihara. “You’re ready Ms Kihara?” Mariam said with hesitation as her gaze went up and down Kihara’s figure, scrutinising her. “Yes, I’ll go now please.” Kihara left her room, and Mariam led her down the hall until the stood in front of the massive doors that barred the Alphas office. Mariam Knocked once. “Luna? Ms Kihara is here.” “Kihara?” Asher’s surprised voice echoed from within. Kihara looked at Mariam, trying to catch her gaze, but the woman turned promptly and disappeared down the hall.

“You’re saying all of this… is you?” “Yes,” I said, voice firmer now. “It’s me. I’m not just Isabella who lost her marriage. I’m not just the woman Kiara thinks she can shatter. I am Marisol Abram. Someone tried to erase me, but I survived. And now I’m remembering.” The truth filled the room like the storm I had felt gathering for days. Mia’s eyes glistened with worry, but there was something else too—pride, fierce and protective.

Teresa responded. "But that won't be easy, because this place is full of chimeras," Teresa said quietly. "Chimeras?" said Jareth, his eyes widening. Teresa agreed with a nod. Amaria, Ammon, Evera, and Elex appeared at the entrance opposite Teresa and Jareth, much to Teresa and Jareth's surprise. "Oh thank goodness we've been looking for you Teresa," Amaria exclaimed as she spotted Teresa. She ran into the cave to meet Teresa. Teresa shook her head vigorously with a terrified look in her eyes and screamed, "Amaria No!!"

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

Marisa shut the door and sat on the bed near her Luna. Fleurie took out her notebook, not wanting to talk out loud with anyone. Are you alright? Do you need anything? Fleurie jotted down in her notebook, the notebook that her mate Graysen had given to her. " No, I was just hesitant to approach you or talk to you, but here I am," Marisa said with a tiny shake of her head. The mate of Graysen frowned slightly as she wrote. Hesitating? why? "I'm simply socially awkward and clumsy, and you were frail." Marisa saw Fleurie's bruises and scars on her wrist while she lay unconscious on the hospital bed.

—a tiny, unassuming restaurant with a narrow storefront and only a few tables. "Here?" I asked, confused. "Trust me." The owner was a woman in her seventies with a cloud of white hair and a kind smile. She saw Dante and immediately greeted him with a flood of warm Italian. "Isabella, I’ve brought a friend to try your specialty." Dante replied in fluent Italian. We sat at a small corner table. There were no menus. Isabella just brought out a steaming platter of Sicilian risotto. The first bite stunned me.