Novel & Cerita Mika From Seraph Of The End

Alpha Dante's Point Of View: As I stepped out of the bathroom, my gaze fell upon Aurelia, who was engrossed in examining the photographs adorning the walls of my room. A sense of pride swelled within me as I approached her from behind, gently wrapping my arm around her waist. Leaning in closer, I whispered into her delicate ear, my voice filled with confidence, "You know, Aurelia, I happen to be quite the artist myself."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Mika knew she had no choice, he recognized her and she needed to kill him. She fought against his hold and Aden was surprised Mika knew how to fight. Mika tried to get the upper hand while Aden avoided her attacks without hurting her or fighting back. He grabbed both of her arms and slammed her gently against the wall, placing his leg between hers to stop her from moving.

A floating ball of unhinged cheer. “What the hell” I snarled. She fluttered closer and squinted at my ritual. “Ooooooh. That looks bad.” “Leave,” I snapped. “Before I crush you.” She giggled. “I’m Mika! And I’m here on behalf of Goddess Nyra to tell you that you are being very. Very. VERY stupid.” I choked. “You dare...” She zipped up, poking my nose. “Oh yes. And I also dare to interrupt your evil little tantrum ritual! No more cursing the Shadow Luna. Big no no.”

“I saw they were old. And dying. I saw a child only days from birth. Also already dying. “But before that, I saw how you and Kali have been growing closer. I saw how Freya and Lucifer turned into birds and flew in the air. I see all of these things that I can never have.” Miko looked at her hands, frustrated at their limitations. At how small they were. How small they were going to be, if she didn’t do something about it. “I refuse to accept that,” she said quietly. Miko then turned back towards her nanite swarm, and took a step forward. “What if you die?” Amal pleaded. The question gave Miko pause, but not for the reason Amal implied. She didn’t exactly fear the end. Logically speaking, she

I automatically smiled back. I don't know how long I stood there or how long I was staring at her but suddenly I felt someone's hand snap in from of my eyes. I quickly came down from la- la land and was back to reality. It was Monica that snapped her finger. Makaila was already in front of me, smiling. Rita was in Nigel's hands as Christine took several shots of them. My attention was fully on the beauty before me. "Hey." She said, smiling shyly.

he drawled, his tone teasing yet dangerous. Mika raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Richard,” she began, her voice cool and clipped, “I’m your girl. You should be the one coming to me for a hug.” She turned her head slightly, exposing the graceful line of her neck in a calculated move that exuded both defiance and allure. His smirk widened as he stood, the intensity in his gaze unwavering. “What’s the matter, Mika?” he asked, stepping closer, his voice dropping to a velvety murmur.

AVERY I MET THE woman in the patio. Up close, she was stunning. Her bright red hair and faint freckles that spun over her face gave her a very delicate beauty. Her hazel eyes crinkled in a smile as soon as she saw me, "Hello," she said, and I immediately noted the accent in her speech. "I am Mika." "You are Adriano's sister in law," I said as she gave me a brief hug and kissed my cheek.