Mii-kun Novels & Stories

Maiko on the other hand is a literal angel and left earth behind. Kazuha's character; Matsuri on the other hand is the most different from her real life counterpart the most. She is short, has white hair in bunches, wears headphones and is mute but her powers and strength rivals most. And her affiliation isn't with Daisuke but with her own secret group. At first Cai Kang thought that Kazuha would become his enemy which is why he was so defensive against her. While her methods are not agreeable, they do share the same desire for peace.

“Cute, but even a little push could make you regret it for life. Be careful!” “Okay, but who’s that guy who’s been laughing nonstop? He doesn’t look scary at all, more like a class clown,” I asked, nodding toward one of the GGS members who’d been chuckling the whole time. “That’s Moch. Junaidi, but just call him MJ. He looks small, but don’t be fooled, he’s the oldest in the group. He repeated a grade here twice!” Arum said quickly, gulping her drink because her siomay was too spicy.

My hair fell sideways, giving me a soft, almost fairy-like look. ‘Good morning. My name is Evans Halls, and I’m the newly signed artist. I was asked to be here today for the contract.’ I approached the receptionist politely. ‘Oh yes, it’s by 8:30 a.m. You still have five minutes. You can have a seat or go into the boss’s office, just by the left wing upstairs.’ She smiled. ‘Okay, thanks.’ The entire building looked fascinating; almost unreal, like something designed by AI. I chuckled to myself as I walked up and stopped in front of the office door.

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Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

If they weren't his friends, then why go along with this crazy ass scheme? “Hell no. I don't even fucking like Tommy. He has always seemed like an asshole to me. Phil isn't too much better. I don't like their attitudes. Mikey seems okay, he is just slow. Simple, even. I always got the impression that he hung out with them because they were the only ones that would let him hang about. It is sad, really. Becaue he seems like an alright dude.” Gabe tells her.

“You have so many friends.” “Did Miranda gave you cupcakes again?” Mizuko gasped, jumping away from him, looking all flustered. She shut her eyes for a second, biting her lower lip. How could her feelings get the best of her?! She does it every time he is gone! “Yes, maybe she did!” And she heard him chuckle. “Anyways! I have made a friend named Blue and she is so amazing! She could hit a target who moves really fast!” “Blue?” Kenshi asked which she nodded. “You should ask her sometimes if she works for the Kingdom of Hikari. To be sure, ask her if she works for Yushiro, the greatest swordsman, my rival.”

He is one of the fan favorites since he's the one who interacts with them the most. "You can just call me Aurie," she insisted. "Take your seats now." The young men took a seat on the available chairs from the table. Aurelie finished placing the plates above the table until she noticed there's a shortage of one plate. "You don't have a plate yet, Masa?" Miku, the guy with naturally thick and furrowed eyebrows, and has an iconic brunette curtained hair which compliments his face shape, asked. Most people see him as a strict person. But in contrast to that, he's the goofiest of all the members. He's like a clown who makes sure that everyone will be happy when he's around.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.