Mika Yasuda Novels & Stories

Jackson looked drained of life essence and suddenly picked vegetables to be an interesting subject of observation. "Stop, the cavities might kill me," Maria whined with a red face, "I suppose that's a valid compliment, Pikachu." "Uh, Pikachu?" Jackson asked with a pout, "of all things, a Pokémon specie?" "Well, you're adorable, aren't you?" Maria made bunny ears with her index and middle fingers, "pika-pika." Jackson would settle for cute. No one had ever called him cute. It rang in his head like a band of drums and his heartbeat accelerated.

We walked in silence until Sasha and Dmitry were out of sight. ‘How are you Misha?’ I attempted. ‘Good.’ He pulled out a cigarette, offering me one before lighting the one in his mouth. I held up my hand shaking my head. ‘Do you mind if I…?’ ‘No, I don’t mind’ He took a long drag of his cigarette before looking at me, I detected a hint of sadness in his eyes as he scanned my face. Although much taller than I was, Misha held a certain boyish look to him still. Tall and almost too skinny with gangly arms and legs, he was still very attractive. Full, dark eyebrows made his grey eyes stand out and the lashes that framed them were long and thick. He had a hint of a cleft chin on his closely shave

She said. Mridula!!! Oh so she was Mridula!!! "But how? She bumped into me. I didn't!" I said. "Yuvi! What did you think of her? An Owl?!🦉That she'll be able to see in dark?!" She asked sarcastically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and asked,"What are you saying?"

The question was a tough one, and I went mute. “She can, Gamma. She is a healer,” Daisy blurted and I stared at her in surprise. “I mean….” She cleared her throat. “Eira has the ability to make someone feel alright. She can dance for him. Do stupid things to make him happy. That’s the best form of healing, right?” Daisy sounded more dumb than me.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

Snap! The man’s neck made a 360-degree spin. His life left him on the spot. Koda’s eyes nearly fell out of its sockets. This woman had killed a person without even batting an eyelid. It was way too horrifying. “Don’t kill as you please, Waltz. Keep these people around. I’ll put them to good use,” Maya said. “Maya, what use could you possibly make of a few Japanese?” Waltz asked. Maya looked at Koda. “This one is the director of Miki Consortium’s international marketing department. He’s also the fourth son of Miki Consortium’s president. With him in my hands, I’ll be able to do lots of things,” Maya said.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled. “Show me what you’ve got, Samantha.”

Along with Zero a special team was selected to work as a force that would focus on Kali. "The name isn't there, it's just the alias... Zero. It says." Jay spoke. "Did you even hear what I said?" Jay asked and Maya looked at him, her cheeks bulging out and the crumbs of the cookies splattered all over her mouth. She nodded and hummed as she chewed making the crunching noises and Jay sighed as he placed the file down. Maya leaned forward to look at the gray slim file and picked it up after wiping her hands on her sweater. Pushing the thick cover aside she read the word printed on the single white paper with block capital letters.

-I do not understand what it says, I checked the staff papers before arriving and there is nothing out of what you asked- -So what have I got before me?- He noticed the petite, slim woman with crystalline golden eyes and an ordinary face framed in short, shiny dark hair. Leo studied the woman for a few seconds and found nothing strange. He recognized it, remembering the image in his file. Silver Miller, Head of Design Department, 23, Beta. Just in case he checked her neck and found nothing but a thin, unadorned gold chain. Not even the characteristic protective necklace of omegas and even less the trace of a supposed brand.

Even if she's the rightful mate of the dominant Alpha but in his eyes, she was just a vermin that hinders his plan to have a strong mate to stand and rule by his side. To be dumped by her mate like that, Tatiana was hurt at the same time, she's in deep rage for putting her in this kind of predicament she never wishes to taste. Yet, her choice to decline was rubbed by him. Alpha Mraz is the root of her misery and feeling angry for everything justified her madness. She has the right to get mad, to resent him, to loathe him but why does her heart still yearn for him? Like there's a speck of puzzle that only he can fix the pieces?