Mina Ashido Novels & Stories

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.

killed me? Fuck this. I cannot allow myself to sit here and spiral into a dark hole of self pity. I sit up and swing my legs over the bed in one swoop. I pad over to my wardrobe and grab my running gear that I was so graciously gifted to me from this shit ass school. A black sports bra with matching black leggings. Simple, yet effective.

Then Anise looked back at Miranda, and the special girl nodded her head. Standing off the bed, Miranda walked up to Asher. She stood face to face with him, and his dark pupils watched her face intently. She lifted her hand and touched the opposite cheek from where Anise's hand rested. Asher closed his eyelids and shuddered, the sparks of the mate bond coming alive between their connection. It felt more powerful this time. More concrete. Asher covered Miranda's hand with his large palm, then he brought it to his lips and kissed the center of her palm, while she watched his face with the same intensity which burned in her gaze.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

“We just killed her right?” Kira grimaced and sent the image back to the director’s terminal. “Yeah, we did. Something’s not right with your intel.” “You sure about that?” Rodrigo asked flatly. “Her name was Lilia Baudin. I watched her head explode in my scope two years ago in Prague. Yeah, I’m pretty damn sure.” “A highly possibility that she's an Awakaned too?” Knight asked in the tense silence that followed. Kira managed to contain his flinch, but just barely.

The member of House Ishara was a brand new recruit named Jenna. She was from Acquisitions and spoke seven Asian languages, including Japanese. She looked absolutely thrilled to be heading off into danger. I instructed the younger two to obey the Mardan. In private, I 'advised' the Mardan that our main mission was to be of aid to the ninja. Information gathering would be secondary. More Amazons were on the way. She gave me a nod.

Lee tease me and laugh. I smile to her. "You know if you are someone else, I will beat a shit out of you but you are my best friend and yes she is beautiful but HER BEAUTY IS ONLY FOR MINE"

Some of them even recognized me as Gavin MAINA'S widow. @luckybutterfly:Wait, wait that is Ashina Warren the widow of Gavin Maina. It was recently reported that she have a boyfriend. I didn't know that she choose to be a mistress. What a shame! @Sassywife:Linda look fake to me. She is not a person to trust. She always wear fake stuffs. To me she is a fake ass bitch. This woman in the photo is classy and elegant. She can't be a mistress.

"hello Tony?... Yeah please bring my car to Firdodia Hotels and Halls...Yeah I'm waiting by the gate. I'll be by the reception. Call me when you get here." She cuts the call and sits down. Lash is one of Aleesha's fan girls from senior secondary school. Her real name is Aisha-Humairah. She is a blogger known as Humylash and a business woman in secret known as Humylash mai maganin mata. She sells women items such as underwears, special Kohls, special perfumes and other special traditional women body products mainly known as maganin mata which literally means 'women's medicines'. Tony is Aleesha's private driver. He takes her cars anywhere. She has a car in United States of America, Greece, Fr

This is the first time I've seen her not in control of a situation, taken aback by the last people we expected to see here. Isaiah frowns. "Avia?" "Don't worry Malin, Avia," an unfamiliar woman says from the corner of the room. "Isaiah is a member of our rebellion." I look over her. "Who are you?" "I'm the leader. My name is Kae," she tells me.