Mavis Zeref Novels & Stories

My curiosity piqued, I leaned in, eagerly awaiting her answer. "Clearly, this woman is a problem," Mavis continued, her tone unwavering. "And there are countless ways to handle a problem. We can't let her continue to tear apart your family." "How would you handle a problem like this one?" I questioned, seeking Mavis's perspective with a mix of curiosity and desperation. Mavis grinned mischievously, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "That's easy," she responded, her voice laced with a touch of dark humor. "There's nothing a little cyanide can't take care of."

She peered at me from under her Coolie-style straw hat with her sparkling blue eyes, and I had to remind myself that, as she was human, the eyes did not designate her status. “Hello,” she said, smiling at me with teeth so even and perfect I suspected they were dentures. “I’m Mavis. You must be the nanny.” “I am,” I said, holding out my hand for a firm shake. “I’m spending the day trying to get a feel for the place while the girls are in school. The grounds are lovely. Are you the gardener?” She nodded. “Head groundskeeper. Alpha Zane trusts me to keep enough on staff even during the harvest season.”

Her domain. He let out a hard sigh while shaking his head slightly to relieve himself from his wandering thought. His gaze roamed the vast colony of Mavis. From where he is, which was from the terrace of the room, twenty meters high from the ground, he can clearly saw its vast perimeter. Indeed, Mavis is a Marvellous Kingdom. Well, that's what Mavis other name, Marvellous.

In Maeve’s eyes, Snow Fenner was an unknown female celebrity, while Winifred was a random person she did not even know. ‘As the saying goes, look before you leap. You, Drake Tucker, have actually dared to mess with my personnel for two lowly nobodies. Aren’t you a bit discourteous to me?’ Drake Tucker felt as if he was about to blow his top off. This Maeve Lee was too shallow. She dared to compare Winifred Zea to a stray on the streets. She did not seem to have faced death before. Danielle Xerxes, who stood on the sidelines, also covered her face and raged, “Sister Maeve, you must call the shots.”

she said proudly. “With that disgusting rice Iya---” Mavis pointed to Zariyah’s bowl. “---your slime cannot be perfect, there is still rice. Still ugly!” then she playfully stuck her tongue out that made Zariyah pissed. Even before Zariyah chased Mavis to retaliate, Lystra stopped them. “Stop it, girls, let’s just apply Solution and Whipped Cream so we can see the results. Oh, right? It’s finish?” Both Mavis and Zariyah’s ears twitched because of what Lystra said, the two are so triggered because Lystra was the main reason why they are in a quarrel.

“Just the ones that have disappeared on me for seven years and reappear with my son in their hands. She almost chuckles, shifting slightly against the wall, trying to regain some control over herself, but Lance only leans closer, his forehead almost brushing hers now with how close they are. “You watched the conference earlier?” he asks. “I didn’t exactly have a choice, it was everywhere, especially right in front of me.” “And?” Mavis exhales slowly, looking away from him for a second. “And now the entire country thinks I belong to Lance Wesker.” His fingers brush lightly against the wall beside her, the small motion sending tingles down her part that's closest.

Ea followed us from behind while shaking her head. "What do you think about Jared's confession?" I asked while we were waiting for the bus to come. "I am close to having a mental breakdown," Mavis admitted while having this teary-eyed expression that made me laugh a little. "Why? Isn't Jared great? He's good-looking, good at dancing, and even excellent when it comes to academic things." Ea said as soon as we board the bus and sat down on the empty seats. "Zaki's also like that though," Mavis said while pouting and playing with her fingers.

Zee cursed angrily, her eyes red as she glared fiercely at the nonchalant Philip. This guy looked indifferent as if the current situation was not caused by him. Mavis glanced at Zee coldly, feeling sorry for her. This little girl was really blind. She sneered and said, “Oblivious! Let me tell you, the person standing in front of you is tonight’s…” In the end, before Mavis finished speaking... Philip interrupted her and said, “I’m just the janitor. It’s no big deal.” Philip did not want to expose his identity in front of Zee.

“It matters not what time of day it is. In here, time is always the same.” Maevis let loose a sigh that sounded almost more like a growl, shaking her brown curls, which she had swept up and clipped atop her head, as she did so. She was much older than Serendipity, forty on her last birthday, and had known the girl since she was a very small child, having joined the Fizzlestitch household when it seemed three small girls were too much for the previous help to contain without another set of hands. “Serendipity,” she lamented, still shaking her head. “I do hate to see you this way.”

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.