Mineta X Novels & Stories

That part of her was gone. Felix leaned down and kissed Mia’s forehead. As he did, Miranda’s eyes narrowed. On the left side of his chest, she spotted a fresh tattoo: two letters—X.S. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out. X.S. stood for Xena Spencer. At that exact moment, Felix withdrew his hand from Mia’s hair, and whether intentional or not, his fingers brushed across Miranda’s cheek. She stiffened. Without warning, his hand slipped under the blanket. Before Miranda could react, he began to touch her. His movements were far from gentle. There was teasing in his touch, as if this was just a game.

She gripped the blanket around her, seeking refuge from the mixed emotions flooding her heart. "Mine, are you awake?" Seth asked softly, but with anxiety in his voice. Jasmine didn't answer, just remained silent in uncertainty. Seth, feeling no response, tried again. "You've been crying for too long, Mine. Can such sadness stay with me? Am I not enough for you, Mine?"

“This isn’t Hello Kitty. It’s limited edition Calvin Klein.” “I DON’T CARE.” Lucifer jumped off the bed like he couldn’t take the energy in the room anymore. Morticia followed like a shadow. Mama stood up, smoothed her dress, and gave me one last look. “And please. Don’t get your hopes up. If Theo survives, don’t pretend to be heartbroken. And if he dies…” “I’ve got new black heels. Perfect for a funeral,” I cut in. She closed her eyes for a second, took a deep breath. “You’re insufferable.”

He asked. “Everything’s been fine, she hasn’t been sick, or feeling ill or anything,” I said to him. “I’m sorry about the next question, I’m just trying to rule everything out. Was the fetus exposed to any harmful substances?” he asked, and I frowned at him. “Are you asking if she’s been drinking or using drugs?” I asked him, and he looked down briefly. “AMC is considered rare,” he said. “No, she hasn’t. She does moderate exercises with a baby group, eats healthily, no alcohol, and no drugs,” I said.

I said and just then the door opened and Venetia came in with fresh carrots in her hands. "Thank you " I said and began feeding my rabbit "where did you get it from". "From the kitchen Milady" she answered. "Why do you always cover your face with a net" Elia suddenly asked as she sat up on the bed. " It's the tradition here Milady, for every maids to cover our face with a net, it is forbidden to leave your face open without a net" Venetia answered facing Elia. " But why? "I asked this time, the rabbit has finished eating the first carrot I gave it and started eating the second one, it must really be hungry.

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

An exasperated sigh left Lily's lips at his words, and she wished she could go back in time and whack Mr Allard's head and tell him to install a cam by the pool. "Do you want to know what's more shocking? A high dose of Temazepan and meth were found in her system when an autopsy was carried out, but my mum never used those. She was a clean woman. Gardening gave her the needed exhaustion for sleep, she had no use for such drugs, but yet!"

I asked. Mina stared back at me. “What do you mean? I fuck too.” I shook my head. “That is not what I mean. That is a PTS. Something like that shouldn't exist in the North. Tech like that is banned.” Mina looked at the stick. She spoke casually, as if she were discussing the weather. “I got it the same way I got the recording crystal you used on your mother. I hoard things, Sera. Is you forgetting my mother was from the South?”

One night, after Zane pinned an instructor to the mat, breath heaving, chest bruised—Andrei entered the room. Said nothing. Just stared. And for the first time in days, he touched Zane. “Good,” he said. “Now do it again.” One morning, Zane found a note tucked into his jacket pocket. The paper was cream and the ink gold. The message was simple. “Meet me where it began. Midnight. Come alone. —K.” He folded it once. Then again. And then he walked away.

*** As we walked through the bustling market, the sights and sounds of merchants and customers filled the air, momentarily distracting me from the encounter with Mineg. I focused on gathering the necessary supplies, ensuring we had everything needed to prepare a hearty meal for Xavier and our pack. My maid, sensing my lingering thoughts, couldn't help but voice her concerns. "Luna , are you sure about this? Mineg seems persistent, and his intentions may not align with our goals." I paused for a moment, considering her words. She was right to be cautious, but I couldn't let myself be swayed by a mere distraction. "I understand your concerns, but our mission to counter Nabitha's alliance remai