Mina Ashido Fanart Novels & Stories

I asked and she flinched when I ask her. "Ivory loves ramen." Her mom said. "You want to change your order?" I asked her and she shook her head. "Okay." I said and I called the waiter since everyone finished picking what they want. After telling the waiter all the orders, I turned my attention to Ivory. One thing that made me a little uncomfortable is that she stands out. You can't ignore her presence, too beautiful to be ignored. She wore a tight and short white dress with long shiny earrings, red lips and gold necklace.

The grit of the training yard clung to my skin, a second layer of sweat-soaked dust. Opposite me, Cassius sat with the quiet stillness of a coiled predator, his breathing even despite our spar. Between us, resting in my palm, the small, cool sphere began to pulse, casting a soft, ethereal glow on our weary faces. From that light, Amelia’s shimmering form bloomed into existence—a miniature, hauntingly detailed projection suspended in the air.

The collar rune around my throat snapped—light cracking like glass. It dissolved. Mara’s face twisted with rage. “No,” she hissed. “You don’t get to—” “I do,” I snapped. I turned to the black-water seam and spoke the only command that mattered. “RETURN.” Ash surged—not upward, not outward—*sideways*, into the water like a hook. The black water fought, swirling, trying to swallow my ash. I clenched my jaw and pushed. “RETURN HER.” The water bulged. A shape rose.

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

When Towcs was standing an inch high in black liquid, he moved close to the line of the circle. The image of a clear blue sky appears, it looks like we are looking through the eyes of something that's flying. The view then slowly looks to the left, and a person flying comes into view. A version uniform that has golden lines, long raven black flowing hair, a fair face, and piercing deep blue ocean eyes that's shimmering like ripples across the water. I was once again gazing at the face of my creator, Goddess Misaki. " Looks like it's V0."

"Never forget: You're always a villain in another's story." -jokerblade ____________ Ashira's POV One last look at the mirror and I nodded to myself. I'm contented with my reflection. This is the best I can do anyway. I'm completely dressed up, ready to attend the ball. I fix my face with a light foundation since I'm not really a fan of it. I made my eyes in a light smoky black shade, just to emphasize my deep green eyes, and put some mascara on. I needed not to contour my face since its contrast is all in the right places, also-I don't know how to contour. My lips are in the shade of nude pink. My cheeks are naturally rosy and the thin foundation didn't cover it, so no need to put blush on.

Then after waiting for everyone was looking at her. "You can start now! This anime is to welcome my cute Kouhais, by the way, there's a change in the anime because of Kouhai-kun and then there is also a final change that is made for Mashiron!" Misaki excitedly rushed to the TV and found the remote control. Monica, who was full, put down his chopsticks and watched the actions of Misaki. He looked at her curiously and probably could tell what Misaki had done, especially after Misaki learned about Shiina's arrival.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

Cadma's point of view - "I love you, what is the big deal about a mate anyway? I bet the Gods and Goddesses put our names are in a Male jar and a Female, which the Gods pull the names out of. I can see a God say Look this name is Jack and that name is Jill. They are perfect together!" I watched Ashina break down in laughter at what I had said. She always thinks I am joking; I am not joking. I know how spunky she is, determined and stubborn. When she is stern her eyebrows knit together and then she is like a volcano boiling over. Akira laughs at my jokes; I mean really my jokes aren't the least bit funny.