Messy Mya Novels & Stories

Maya Meeting her was truly a blessing to me Gosh she was just too pretty, she was just like an angel Any words can never ever described how beautiful she was, ever since the first time I set my eyes on her, I love her already, it was love at first sight "oh yes love" "I am Maya Tracy, I am also 17 years of age, sexy, hot and naughty, I have always being a lesbian, I love dating girl's, and she is my type of girl, my crush and my taste, she still doesn't know about this since she knows too little about me,

She licked her lips. "Hmm, who does not know the Alpha of this pack." She said and I looked at her with scrutiny. Really? Who does not? She is fishy. * * This book is weird 😂... I don't even understand what is going on with Connor and Alyssa.

The beautiful blue sky turned into a grid of lines. Aris said, "He is starting the 'Cleanup.' He is deleting anyone who does not follow his rules. We have to get to the Core." Maya looked at her hands. She felt her pulse. She remembered her exams. She realized something. "I am a Bio-Print " Maya whispered. "I was made in a lab. My body in the real world was physical. My link to this place is different from the others."

It’s the only unorganized thing in the room, tossed carelessly near the edge as if he had thrown it down in a hurry. My fingers tremble as I reach for it. Part of me is terrified of what I’ll find, graphic, bloody mafia images of bodies left in alleys. I brace myself, unthreading the string tie, and slide the stack of glossy papers into the light. My breath hitches. “Michelle,” I gasp, my vision blurring in shock.

Her dress had become brown and dirty from toiling in the sand. She used the back of her dirty palm to wipe the beads of sweat that rested on her forehead and the rest of her face. He stretched his neck and peered into the tram, "You might need to—" Mia rolled her eyes with frustration, "oh for the love of the goddess!" She exclaimed with a mix of anger and frustration. "We don't need that many. Can't you see I am exhausted from working too hard?" She asked him with a shaky voice and a shaky breath, trying to fight off the lump that was growing in her throat.

A soothing voice cut through her nightmarish haze. Cinnia's eyes flew open, flicking around her surroundings. She was in the back seat of a luxurious vehicle, the coolness of the A.C. drying up her clammy skin. "What—who are you?" She asked the hauntingly gorgeous brunette wiping her forehead with a small towel. "Mya. I'm a gamma of the Nightfall pack and one of Denzel's close friends. It's lovely to meet you, future Luna," Mya inclined her head in reverence.

Mahira aunty said making us laugh. "Okay aunty don't worry! We'll bring her down with us. Anything else?" I asked. "Oh yes! I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me Mia! There's a vermilion filled plate in the store room. Please bring that after helping Samaira!" Aunty said. I smiled and said,"Of course aunty! You don't need to say please."

"What are you doing? You're hurting my face." She pushed him away when she felt him loosening his grip. "Who's thinking about anyone? I'm not thinking about anyone. I just want to go home." She then walked into the living room and continued complaining, "It's too boring here. I can't go anywhere." Mya sat on the couch and felt a slight discomfort under her buttocks. She lifted her bottom and saw a man's leather belt and a lace bra underneath. Then, she caught a whiff of something unpleasant, causing her to stand up from the couch in disgust. She asked, "What's all this? Were you trying to make a baby again? It's so filthy.

But why? "Oh my god, get up quickly." Misha was about to help me but suddenly someone spoke. "You're not allowed to do that Miss Mijares." Marcus suddenly promised. I saw Misha's frown. "I'm sorry August." He said and he stepped again and everyone left me. I slowly got up but I stumbled again and some mud splashed on my face. It's good to get lost! Peste, why is the mud so sticky? I couldn't get up and suddenly the alarm signaled that the grace period was over. They all finished, while I'm here and I can't even get up from this mud pest! Aarrrggghhhh!

Were the words that came out of the girls mouth when she pivoted Nana so that they are look at each other. "You're more beautiful." And Nana isn't lying. The girl is very beautiful with her innocent dark eyes, long lean nose, beautiful plump lips that is matted with red lipstick and her oval shaped face. She looks around the age of twenty three or twenty four. "Don't say that! How are you doing?" The girl asked. "I'm doing good, Masha'Allah. You?" "Same! Oops, I'm Maaysa, Zayn's only younger sister and you are Nana Aisha." Hearing his name again made her heart escalate.