Masaki Mayonaka Punch Novels & Stories

He indicated a small remote nestled in the couch cushions, then retreated to the spiral stairs with the efficiency of someone trained never to make eye contact. I reached for one of the glasses, condensation already pooling at the base. The drink was pale green, frosted at the rim with something salt and spicy. I took a cautious sip—lime, cucumber, gin, maybe. It burned just enough to remind me I was still alive. Maya poked a sandwich, then ate it in one bite. “Well, if we’re gonna get murdered, might as well be with a full stomach,” she muttered. I tried to laugh, but the noise caught in my throat.

"I blame you for this. You made him look like a freak just because he is a hybrid and not a full human." Beatrice cursed under her breath at Maya's bluntness. "Do you think relationships are a joke? There is intimacy involved." "Good, don't stress yourself over him. You need to find someone you can be proud of and be comfortable with. Forget about him for now." "Thanks for the help," she grumbled and took a sip of her drink and watched as Beatrice stared into space, thinking about her life. Maya losing up afterwards when Beatrice introduced her to a badass combination. Do you know what it was called but it was a cocktail drink made of vodka and lime juice? It was awesome!

Andrews cross, table, benches, cage and padded sawhorse were. Maya, Joshua’s submissive wife, stepped up to the bar. “Masters.” She murmured softly. “Good evening, Maya.” Tank said. “You look lovely.” “Thank you, sir.” She replied demurely. Ink motioned to Ashley who nodded and poured a glass of orange pineapple juice. She was placing the iced drink on the bar as Ink pressed a kiss to Maya’s temple. “You may look up, little one.” “Thank you, sirs.” She looked around confused. “I though for sure….”

BMOM ➭ 129 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – I couldn’t help but smile at my friend’s reactions. It was obvious he was jealous. I stood and walked over to the pantry where Apple was. I suddenly remembered I asked Jasper to buy mangoes and strawberries—I was planning to dip them in vinegar with lots of onions and cucumber.

"What's in it?" "Absolut Vodka and splash Dekuyper sour apple pucker schnapps." Bella snorts, a laugh escaping her mouth. "I don't know what all that means but it tastes good. I like it." "I knew you would, although you've got enough of that already." Mason can sense Bella wants to ask and in response, he cranes his neck a little, his eyes not so subtly staring at Bella's ass and Bella gets it. Bella blushed furiously, subconsciously rubbing her thumb over her cheeks. She has her own little dirty jokes too and she wants to use them on Mason since he's obviously playing dirty.

I welcomed the burnt as it thrills down my throat. I could hear May yelling as she started giving another orders to the bartender. I watched and smiled at how meticulous she looked, May isn’t the type to joke with her alcohol. “Here, drink up” May say as she shoved another cup of drink into my hands. This one, was a bit sweeter, but if tasted closely one could still taste the alcohol and still feel the slight burn, it tasted like pineapple but has an orange color, I gulped down the whole liquid. “Hmm.. can I have another one of whatever that is”

“I just punched him.” Yuta looked at him incredulously. “Why?!” In the kitchen, Natsumi was putting soy powder mochis in their box. Soy powder mochi is her father-in-law’s favorite snack. He loves it more when she was the one making it for him, that’s why she had been busying herself in the kitchen. However, that crash from the guest living room is very loud that she heard it even though the kitchen is near the back lawn. A maid who was helping her in the kitchen, also looked up in surprise. “What was that just now?”

He looked at her, trying to gauge her unusual attitude but she only shook her head when she saw him looking at him. “Just woke up at the wrong side of the bed,” she said slowly. “Or the opening is stressing me out thus the reason I’m a bit like this.” “I’ll order for us?” Jordan asked when their waiter arrived. “Yes, please,” Maya answered. Jordan ordered Sushi Tacos with Crispy Fried Seaweed Shells, Chinese Spaghetti Bolognese and Teriyaki Chicken Lettuce Wraps. He then ordered Matcha Cheesecake and coffee for their dessert.

"Ashly, do you want more ice chips? Or we could even make you a fruit smoothie." Ashly managed to give her a small smile. "I am fine right now, but thanks for the offer." She knew it was her sister-in-law's way to apologize. Just then, there was a knock on the door, and without waiting for an answer, the door opened. Monika entered with a tray in her hands. "John and I made miso soup," she exclaimed. "John said Maya enjoyed it when she was in labor with Milly, so we thought you might like it too."

I croaked. Within half an hour, Maya’s kitchen looked like a chaotic apothecary: ginger tea steaming in mugs, Sophie’s infamous “hangover smoothie” (bananas, spinach, coconut water, and some mystery powder she swore by), and a delivery of greasy fries and breakfast sandwiches Aria had ordered in her moment of weakness. We all piled onto the couch with blankets, N*****x set to some ridiculous rom-com none of us cared about. “Confess,” Maya said, nudging me with her foot. “Who was Mystery Guy?”