Minecraft Aphmau Diaries Novels & Stories

Then black. Is Malachi dead? I scrambled for my purse that was on the nightstand. I dump everything on my bed. Lipstick, compact, and Phone. No wallet. I didn’t bring it. My phone is dead. Of course it is. I jam the charger in with shaking hands and wait for the screen to light up. No texts. No missed calls. Nothing from Amelia. Nothing from anyone who should be losing their mind that I disappeared from a crime scene. I was about to set the phone down when it vibrates in my hand. Someone was calling but it was a private Number.

She didn't try to stop him this time. “He seemed pretty pissed,” Aldrich said. “You think?”. Idris mocked. “Honestly, I just want my body back”. Morrha said calmer than usual, mocking voice. “Why can't you find it yourself?” “The memory is gone. I can't access it”. She replied nonchallantly. “You should probably leave before he loses control”. Idris said.

Maybe from here, my life would settle down. _ _ _ I hope you enjoyed this first book! Book two is out now!! So be sure to look out for: "Goddess Diaries"

Book III (The Billionaire Alpha's Heiress) will be published soon! Be nice to everyone, stay safe, and stay well! Love, MZ •••••••••••• Book III PREVIEW •••••••••••• ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2022 by M.Z. Mauve Scenes, characters, dialogues and events in this story are all invented. This story contains mature themes, profanity, graphic violence and graphic sexual content not intended for young readers. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law.

He calls the Teacher who has just entered the Library. "I need to talk to you." Ms. Saad. Capa and the young man followed him. The two sat at the far end and quiet part of the Library. "Please help me and I will pay for your tuition fee." Lucy said and smiled. "Is this still your offer before?" Lucy shook her head and the young man stood up but the Master stopped him. "Please, Amira is suffering from Schizophrenia." Sadly Ms. Capa.

type gesture, and was about to take a swig, when Michael interrupted. “Whoa! Hold on, hold on!” He jumped into the center of our little circle, his hands clamped around several little test tubes, filled with a blue liquid. He began passing them out, and once everyone in our group had one, he continued, “I figured we’d all do a shot in honor of Danni’s 18th!” Danni looked at the vial in her hand questioningly. “What is it?” “It’s a blue kamikaze.” He replied. “Trust me, it’s good.” He flipped the top off of his with his thumb, and held it out, as he glanced around at the group. “Well?”

He said Into her ears, his accent not as strong as his fellows own. “I__swea___i don’t know anything” Ariana managed to say as she felt strong pain on her head, like he was about to pull her hair off her scalp he pulled harder and Ariana let out a scream. “Tell me bitch where is the fucking flash drive?, we don’t have time to play around” His face only few inches away from hers and she could smell the thick smell of alcohol. She tried pulling her hair away from his hand but his grip was so strong, that she only winced in pain.

Well am unsuprised. Am no medical werewolf. I despise everything relating it. It's stinch and all. I despise it. Tge hallway is all cool and chilly. My palm slowly slide along it's wall surface. It's tough but feels extremely cool. Courtesy of its single air conditioner. The hallway also stinch like every familiar medical facility. It stinch all drugs, medicines and all. Am forced to puke but I dare not. It's a tarnish and huge punch to my image.

One after the other, all her belongings shattered on the floor, yet Asmaira didn’t interrupt. However, when Amaan grabbed her diary, hidden underneath her clothes, all the color from her face drained. One glance at it, everything she had worked for will be ruined. The reason why she chose to marry him despite knowing he would not let her live in peace. It held every demon and weakness of hers that he could use to sabotage her every effort. Without giving a second thought, she ran and grabbed his arm to retrieve the diary.

Amarantha's POV I have only one day to search for an answer. After I asked Amelia to take care of Iram in the meantime, I tried searching for clues inside the library. I wanted to know something about medicinal methods for werewolves. This was my first time being involved in such a problem. I frustratingly slammed the last book of medicine down the table and grunted. "Why can't I find anything related to his disease? There must be something around here that might help me..."