Maya Higa Hot Novels & Stories

I sighed and looked at Makaila. "So where were we..." I leaned in again. She smiled and leaned closer to. Just as our lips were about to meet again.... "If you guys need anything, like condom...." Rita popped her head in with a big goofy smile on her face. "RITA!!!" We both snapped at her. She laughed as she finally left us alone. She's hella Crazy. ***** Makaila's POV

I opened the door to see a very beautiful lady dressed in fancy clothes She looked in her late fifties but she had no wrinkles on her face and she looked soo much like alexandro Oh my God!! Could she be alexandro's mum Good evening ma'am i said trying hard to hide my nervousness, geez i hope i don't get fired Good evening dear, i haven't seen you here before Did my son get a girlfriend without letting me know huh? ''She said grinning'' Whatttt!! Did she just say girlfriend ... .to mr ugly!! That's never gonna happen! No ma'am I'm the new maid ''i said'' Ohh ok sorry, you're really pretty ''she said somewhat disappointed''

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

ONE HUNDRED AND ONE: Sarah Sarah Carr ran down her hallway and stopped before a mirror to check her cropped, spiked hair. “Pushing sixty-three but I don’t look a day over forty-five.” Her laughter was a sad, husky sound in this house. Self-affirmations like these got her through the day.

Walking out of the chapel just after concluding her penance, with strong hopes that this sacrament of reconciliation will bring good tidings to her. She searched through her bespoke Hermes bag to fetch a keyless remote control. Pointing same towards an obsidian black Mercedes-Maybach S650 seated on the all paved parking lot just about 100 feet outside the chapel. Those new pair of silhouette heels still hurts terribly regardless, she needs to walk like a queen.

They crumble to ash mid-run. He grins over his shoulder. “The bloodlust? Turns into a savage sex drive. I plan on tearing that perfect little ass up.” Then he smacks said ass and dives back into battle. Gods, I love being mated. TRAITOR! Menhit—the Egyptian minor goddess of war—screams from across the field. She launches herself over a corpse, an ankh raised high. I summon a spear mid-air and drive it through her gut without blinking. I look around the battlefield.

Thank God the music was loud enough that only a few people nearby even glanced our way. “You know what, Maya? I have a plan.” “Whatever dirty plan is running through that head of yours, I’m out,” I replied, gripping my beer tighter. “I already gave in and came here with you. End of discussion.” “Tsk! Such a fucking killjoy,” she groaned. “What are you gonna do? Just sit here like a nun? We’re in a bar, Maya! We’re supposed to flirt, meet hot guys, and hopefully get properly fucked by the end of the night.”

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Close enough that Maya caught the scent—something sweet and smoky, like incense and sex mixed together. “You’re staring,” the woman said. Voice low, a little rough. Maya shrugged. “You’re hard not to stare at.” A slow smile. Sharp teeth flashed for half a second. “Name’s Lira.” “Maya.” They talked shit for a while. Nothing important. Music, the asshole at the end of the bar, how the whiskey here tasted like regret. Lira’s knee brushed Maya’s. Stayed there. Heat bled through the thin fabric of Maya’s skirt.

Maya ordered a burger, chicken, chips, and soda. The matcha was really weird and green. It tasted bitter and earthy. I felt like throwing up. “Bestie,” Maya said suddenly, smiling at me, “you look so gorgeous.” I laughed a little. "I know, right?" She leaned forward. "Do you know that you are trending on I*******m?" My heart just fell. “Trending how?” “There are videos of you and Sebastian everywhere,” she said. “From the party. From when he introduced you as his wife…”