Mia Noona Novels & Stories

He rolled his eyes and babbled, 'Never mind'. Location: Tokyo, Japan. It had been three days and Nora was still looking for clues about her sister. Minho took care of his job and didn't speak to her much. They were staying in the rented apartment together but he kept ignoring her, which bothered her. Nora was sitting in the living room watching the details she was getting from her sister's school. She was verifying her sister's school expenses that had been paid by Mr. Haruto during these years. She was working on finding the man's address. The door snapped and she glanced up. Minho walked into the apartment with Ms Yua. Yua was a young and beautiful 29-year-old girl who showed a lot of int

She repeated the process for another minute, until Aaron whispered in her ears again, "Now run your finger up and down your pu$$y, between your pu$$y walls." Alexia did as her brother said, running her finger in-between her pu$$y wall, "Increase your pace." Aaron instructs. Alexia increase her pace, going faster than before, her chest heaving up and down. "Oh godddddd." She moaned, she hurriedly covers her mouth in shock, realizing what she just did. Her parents that's solely focused on the movie took away their eyes from the movie to stare at her. "Did you just moan, Alexia." Her mum asked, staring at her surprised.

Got any brothers? “Omigod, Caleb, he was looking for redheads on an online dating service. Look.” As if Caleb already wasn't. His heated breath caressed her neck while he looked over her shoulder. Diana’s breathing slowed as she clicked on the attachment. After several excruciatingly slow seconds, the picture appeared. “It’s her,” Diana said. “I recognize it from the police photos in the papers—the murdered girl, Linn McGowan.” She hurriedly looked through several more emails, finding pictures of four more redheads from the online dating service.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

My flavour said. "Who is she? I asked. "My teacher. She's my teacher." "Really? What's your name? "I'm Monalisa." "Mona-li-sa, perfect. Such beautiful and soft name for a soft angel." I smiled at her and she blushed. "Not so sir. Welcome to our school's little festival." "I'm glad I made it. I can't what I almost missed out on if I had stayed back at home. I'm glad I made it. I'm Jayden James Bruno, the CEO Bruno business empire. I'm glad to meet you, pretty one"

The two talked very happily, and Moyna no longer had the initial restraint, feeling that the new mistress was definitely the easiest to get along with among all the mistresses she had seen, and she couldn't help but feel closer in her heart. Moyna sincerely praised, "Madam, your hands are so beautiful, my daughter is a piano major student and has hands as beautiful as yours." Kimberly poured milk into the French press to make foam, jokingly said, "Then she must be a very outstanding piano major student." "That's right, she's my pride," Moyna said sincerely. Here Moyna's expression dimmed a bit, "But she doesn't want to play the piano anymore." "Why?" Kimberly asked puzzledly.

It was not just Andrew's birthday celebration but also the moment she would officially be introduced as his future Luna. In contrast, Mara, dressed in a simple white gown, entered the mansion with an air of quiet confidence. She had decided to embrace her role for the evening, unwilling to let the circumstances dampen her spirit. The elegant simplicity of her attire highlighted her natural beauty, and she carried herself with grace despite her changed status.

I giggled, already shouting from the room, “Let her in! She’s harmless—just a loudmouth!” The guards grumbled, but the door opened. Seconds later, Naomi burst into the spa, her sunglasses pushed to the top of her head. Her curls were long and messy. “Girl.” She gasped when she saw me. “LOOK at you. You’re glowing! You look like you’ve been dipped in honey and whispered sweet nothings by angels!” I laughed as she ran up to me, flinging herself into a hug. “You’re not even a bride yet and you’re already giving 'mafia wife on a yacht' energy. I’m gonna be your best woman finally! I’ve been manifesting this!”

Naomi’s sweet, overly flirtatious voice made Mona shiver from her perch. Naomi, known for her pure beauty, had won the title of "campus beauty" in their nursing department with her innocent appearance and a voice so sweet it made people cringe. This had earned her the admiration of countless male students. While there were also other girls who admired Naomi, Mona wasn’t a fan of hers. She found Naomi’s exaggerated sweetness and overly high-pitched voice grating. They were on totally different wavelengths. Mona shivered again, making the tree leaves rustle slightly.