Midnight Cinderella:otome Game Novels & Stories

4:00 AM. From the darkened room only the source of moonlight lit the room, now set on the West horizon, Mort stays awake. The maiden in his arms slept soundly and deeply, now hugging him tightly. His eyes dawned on her perfectly sculpted face. He's been staring at her for hours. Every exquisite detail of her visage was now carved on his mind. He let his arm be her pillow. She snuggles. Lips slightly parted, her face still pressed against his wide chest and there Sumire cutely snoring.

It wailed as it shattered upon hitting the marble. “Val!” Vivian cried from across the room. She had six Shadows circling clicking menacingly. While she flashed her dagger at them in hopes of warding them off with little result. ‘Use your magic the blades won’t do anything.’ I mindlinked racing over. A second later the flames engulfed four of the Shadows. Vivian rolled away grinning as the flames danced in her eyes, she was in her element. The four ‘henchman’ as I have now decided to call them went for their swords looking frustrated. Only to be paused as the leader lifted his hand.

“Hahaha! You’ll take care of this? Really? After fighting Akame and me, surely you’re exhausted already. You won’t last, let alone win. I, on the other hand, hah!” Midnight’s astral output increased drastically. It was so much that it caused violent wind to blow and crack the barrier until it shattered. The gust of wind swept the audience. They ducked and covered their heads while grunting or screaming. “I have a lot more to spare. You’re no match for my power!” Midnight said as his black and blue aura spiralled upward like a tornado. Matthew was a bit worried of the consequence if he were to go full throttle. He looked over to Loki with a pleading look. Loki nodded his head and immediately

And the cakes she gets to eat there once a year on the Day of Darkness, when she is allowed to go and mingle with everyone else. “I’m not ashamed, Jesse,” Midnight says, her voice low and dangerous as she stares at him, unblinking. Jesse fights his smile, because Midnight is very adorable when she gets all serious like this. “The people in the Fancy House are real.” “If you say so, Mids,” Jesse sighs, putting forward a few more sticks. But Midnight ignores the sticks. “You’d better believe me, Jesse Sinclair,” she snaps. “I do believe you,” he murmurs, gentle and condescending, the voice he uses when Seraphina tells him that there’s a monster under her bed. And like Seraphina, the tone just

Wearing circular glasses, small hair peeking out from his cheeks sitting right beside him, making the boy nodded his head in response. “Yes, and now senpai just has to mail the further department, so they can update this in-game as valentine's day is just a week apart." Kai turns his gaze back at the screen, opening his mail, attracting the 3 files with it. ‘Hello there, Imaa Yamada Kai, the illustrator of the worldwide famous game Sinner of Pleasure. Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’

“Don’t do that. I'm not a shape shifter, I promise..although that would be a nice power to have. Someone sent me here to find answers and that's why I'm here. She says that you can help me get my bracelet back.” The knife dug deeper into my skin but the pain dulled like the knife had lost its sharpness. “What is your name?” “Mia, Mia Winston.” The darkness cleared away immediately and I saw a woman at the counter. Her back was turned to me and she was humming a light tone. Firstly, I took in the appearance of the store. Everything was purple. From the shelves, to the stones to the display post and other options, it was a beautiful display and it really caught my eye.

“You’re telling me people make ghost holograms for entertainment?” Despite the chaos, Winona almost smiled, because Adrian was still standing beside her with his hand wrapped tightly around hers. She had not even noticed they were still holding hands until now. For some reason, neither of them let go immediately. Liam looked toward the mirror again. “If this whole thing is challenge-based, maybe the woman only appears when somebody interacts correctly.” “I hate how believable that sounds,” Iris muttered. Moira glanced impatiently toward the timer still flashing outside the bathroom. 12:08 remaining.

This made her a bit uneasy as she expected the precious moments with the prince only. She was thinking about what her mother told her before she left her home. " Remember not to give the prince a chance to think about Mary", her mother said as she was putting a little bottle that contained a black shiny substance between her breasts. "What is this mummy?" Mara asked curiously. " This is a little something that will make things easy for you my girl. Remember this is your little ticket to success, plus your body of course. This is just a little push", her mother said while she patted her on the shoulder. "Remember you should take this little bottle and pour a little amount of the liquid inside

“I can tell you a great many thing here but not that which you truly need to know because it is knowledge I don’t have. Born Beneath the Midnight Moon With an Elder soul of magic All Alphas shall kneel at the bloom, Or face a fate most tragic. Strength unmatched A heart of love, The Midnight Child Comes My gift from above. I made the prophecy but still it’s true meaning is yet unclear. In order to be certain, you must meet the soul that was gifted to you. I can allow you to with a spell but it can only be done in person. I just need you to know what the consequences are if you come here.”

It was a weekly ritual and always made her feel better. Iris arrived at the hot spring before undressing and jumping in. Midnight walked into the forest to go play around. Midnight was also the look out if anyone or anything were to come that way. Iris shudders as if something is watching her. She sinks lower into the water and covers herself. The water is a fairly see-through turquoise color. She sees midnight prancing around the forest. “Maybe I’m just overthinking it?” she thinks. Midnight would alert me she sighs with that thought. Iris casts a small spell to make the water dance.