Mina From Twice Novels & Stories

Tradd remarked. “Sure did.” Minerva smiled at him and tapped his shoulder twice before she left, his three bulky, muscular team mates following her. He watched her as she walks away, wondering what stuff runs through her head. She’s extremely smart and dangerous...

and I felt slightly awkward. Marcus chuckled lightly and and came over to my side. "You shouldn't of run off like that. It's too dangerous for you to really be out here by yourself." I could only nod and whisper. "Let's go back before anything else happens tonight." The regret I felt was still fresh in my brain and I only wondered if I had somehow disappointed him in some way but at this moment I didn't bother to ask. Marcus on the other hand, could only nod in response. He gently took my hand in his and brushed a light kiss on my knuckles and I felt myself blush. I am not upset with you. I heard his voice, light as fingers on as they brushed the walls of my mind. Gabriel is Second to the th

How could the daughter of the wealthy Beta be married to a person like him? I was ashamed because all my bragging about becoming the Luna was futile. I felt so stupid! But I had no choice, but to move into his house after the marital rites was completed a week later. I insisted on a very quiet marriage for fear of being mocked. But contrary to what I thought, Miko proved to be the best husband, but I still can't say I loved him. Several months later I went into labor. According to the scanning we did, there were twins in my womb. As I was pushed into the theatre, I could see Miko's anxious face and for once, I felt pity on him.

That was followed by his uncontrollable grin. "She agreed?" I ask, not holding my ponder. Morgan nodded. "She said, I'm not that hard to love back." I blinked several times. She's just spinning Morgan around. If she really said that, why do my husband and her still see each other often? Mateo and her even calling each other nonstop. They don't just tease him. What they do is outright and utter lies and hope.

When she pulled back,⁠ she sa‍id quietly— ‍“You rui‌ned me twice.” The room went sile‍nt. Liam froze.⁠ Noah looked‌ confus‍ed‌. H‍is sister looked invested for no reason. Liam stared at her. Ava smi⁠led. “First…” She held his hand. Some truth⁠s sto‍pped hur‌ting after⁠ enough‌ years. Then she continued— “Second…” Her sm⁠ile softened.

I didn't breathe as she began a slow, sensual strut up and down the runaway, and when her eyes eventually found me, a sea of green perusing me across that space, something moved in my chest. For a second, we stared at each other, and it was just us in this large hall. Then she looked away and continued wowing the crowd. The room exploded with deafening applause as she finished with an elegant twirl and left, without another glance at me. Laura Hayes stood there in her full, blinding light, looking exactly like she did five years ago. Only this time, she was bolder…more beautiful…and that was when I knew. My life had just taken a one-way ticket to fuck town.

The mention of Michelle made his posture stiffen. “You were always so married to your work,” he muttered bitterly. “You practically ignored me. What did you expect would happen? It’s only natural that I find what you couldn’t offer to me outside ALARA!” Alara blinked, momentarily stunned by the audacity of the man in front of her. SMACK! Her hand connected with his cheek so hard that his head turned with the force of it. He straightened slowly and looked at her with a stunned expression on his face. Her fingerprint was on his face.

Abby blushed. “So, mum, who's your friend?” Sarah asked, eyeing the young man— a glimmer of interest in her eyes. The young man in question steps out of his car and heads towards us. There's no denying he's breathtaking. Realization glimmered in his eyes as they shifted between Mindy and Abby. “Abby Winster? From highschool?” Sarah stared between her sister and the man, a bit disappointed and confused. “You two know each other?” Abby began to shake her head, equally confused, when the man cut in.

she pointed at James and me, “follow me to my office.” I swallowed hard. ‘We’re so dead! She probably noticed I took a picture of the twins,’ I thought to myself. As we walked to Ana’s office, James checked in with her. “How have you been, Ana? It’s been so long since we saw you.” “I’m a single mom now, but I’m happy because my kids arrived. By the way, meet my babies, Princess Xenna Clinton and Prince Xenno Clinton. Babies, meet Tito James and Tito Alex,” Ana said as she introduced the twins.

The connection snapped, but not before understanding took root. A voice echoed through the void, low and resonant, threaded with something almost like amusement. “So,” it murmured, dark and melancholic, “you are stronger than I thought.” The tone shifted, not anger. Not frustration. Caution. “The second attempt,” the voice continued softly, “will not be so simple.” The connection faded. Back in Fiato, Mia exhaled and finally turned to face the twins. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I felt it, I couldn’t let it breach further.”