Marisa X Reimu Novels & Stories

He’s been up here too long—branches scratching at his ribs, ants crawling over his skin, the heat crawling under it. But he can’t fucking look away. Inside, they’re laughing again. Together. Kade’s got his hand low on Aria’s back now—fingertips brushing bare skin where her dress dips. Mason sees the way she leans into it. The way Marlene smiles at them like this is the happy ending she’s been waiting for. Like he never existed. Like he’s already dead. She pours Kade a second cup of coffee. That used to be his.

(Tanya Kate) “Sssshh!…don’t mention that…that chart…please down bring it out or even put it on the system…because..”. (Isabella Marcos) “Because, President Mies isn’t in a coma…right…Hello, Mr. Mies…good afternoon…are you feeling okay?..”. (Mariah Mills) As the 2 were talking, Mariah interject with a smile on her face without looking at the 2 and instead she respectfully greeted Mies who just opened his eyes.

Cressida removed her dress and leaned down to kiss Marisa, who didn't resist because of the spell she had placed on her. "Take your clothes off. We have some things to do before I bring in one of my men." Cressida moved back while Marisa stood up and removed her clothes. When she was done, she lay on the bed and waited. Cressida got on top of her, not wasting any time. The spell she placed on Marisa would make her compliant. She would also remember everything they did together once the spell wore off. That was the part Cressida liked the most. She got off on the shame they felt about the things they did to each other.

Lucian Dragomir just looked at me and the Blazing Wukong in my soul did a full kowtow. I am seventeen, 100 % Japanese 100 % walking solar flare, and I have never once been rendered mute. Until now. He’s sitting there, eating fries like a normal senior, except every time he blinks the overhead lights flicker and the air smells like Carpathian pine and lightning. I march over before my friends can stage an intervention. Seras (voice only shaking a little): “Lucian Dragomir, right? Seras Himuari Nakamura. You just put Remy on his ass like it was choreography, and I think my heart just filed for citizenship in your general vicinity.”

The other three men looked up at them. “My Goddess. It’s good to see you awake. Are you feeling alright?” Christos asked walking to her immediately. “Yes, thank you. Please Christos call me Mari. “. “As you wish. “. Christos nodded. Amaris’ eyes found Marco, alive and healed. “Thank you Mari, you healed me again. “ Marco said gratefully. “We are getting ready to leave. Are you up to traveling in one of these things?” Marco grabbed one of the roll bars on the nearest dune buggy and swung into the driver’s seat. He reached out and put a hand on Amaris’ arm. “One more thing. Do you think you could loop me back into the mind link? I am not sure what happened but it doesn’t seem to work anymore.

exclaimed Marisa with excitement as she entered the office. Rebecca took her eyes off the documents she was reviewing to observe the girl who entered cheerfully. She smiled and got up from her seat to approach and hug her. Marisa returned the hug joyfully. It had been a while since they had seen each other, since Luciano's mansion where Rebecca had been living was really far away and it was difficult for them to meet. In addition, Marisa had dedicated her days off to a personal project, so she couldn't even help Rebecca move, but she hoped that now that she lived near the campus, everything would be different.

she groaned and Isabella laughed. Marrisa was is the total opposite of Lauren, She was timid and quiet And dressed in the most possible boring way. Her closet usually consisted of plain T-shirts and a baggy or mom jeans. She too had a beautiful ocean green eyes but Those were covered with glasses. She was the human version Mary. So shy that she would not even talk to anyone except for Lauren and Isabella. "If you say so but believe me he was.." Before she could Continue Marissa shushed her up To which she replied with a hearty laugh as Isabella got lost in her own world again.

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

I was trying to control my voice, calm and forced, as I tightened my grip on the folder. She smirked and shrugged her shoulders. "You probably forgot no one would miss any details related to Carx. I might know the other information, but it's not mine to tell. Just curious," she chuckled and sipped the wine. I noticed how Marie shifted her glances from me to Trexon. Silently waiting for more, is there a need for me to explain? Marisa was surprised, but there's a part of her where her expression was satisfied as she looked at me. "Carx Gomes?" she even asked.

Marise's Pov We collected our stuff from the cabin and returned to our new home. All this felt like a dream, and I was sure I would soon wake up. How could it be that Ramon had been alive all this time? "I'm so excited for you, Marise," Edira said, and I smiled back. "And now we need to find your mate too," I replied, and Edira raised her eyebrows. "I don't have a mate, Marise. I'm half-wolf,"