Novel & Cerita Mira Uchiha

I apologized to you anak, I failed again, I failed your kuya when I lost him, I am failing Tatiana for not being able to come home to her safely, and now I am about to fail you dahil hindi kita mapo protektahan sa babaeng ito. "I'll give you two option" Mira talked again. "Kneel in front of me, beg and I'll make it easier for your death or you know, pwede ko naman ipadala ng unti-unti sa lahat ng kakilala mo ang body parts mo!" she laughed kaya nagtawanan din ang mga tao nya. "You're crazy! Damn it" she shot me on my shoulder causing me to scream in so much pain. I was in so much pain, hindi sya nagbibiro, she will kill me.

Ngunit kakaiba ang kinang sa kanyang mga mata nang mapagtanto niyang hindi siya namamalikmata. “Is this m-magic?” hindi niya makapaniwalang bulalas at itinapat ang mga palad sa di pangkaraniwang liwanag. Sumilay ang ngiti ng dalaga habang pinagmamasdan ng may paghanga ang kakaibang aklat na hawak. Mikaela Furukawa was the third lady who was adapted by the book of missing souls. Just like Hera Ether Yakagami, her physical body was never been found. And her soul was forever trapped inside the book.

“Maybe my world already ended.” “Why’d you do it?” Cheri whispered. “Because… I’ve already lost.” “To Psyche?” Miranda shook her head. “No. To myself.” Cheri stared at her friend—no longer the proud, untouchable queen bee— but a girl stripped down to remorse. “Who are you now?” Cheri asked softly. Miranda managed a faint smile. “Maybe… for the first time… someone who doesn’t want to be the villain anymore.” ---

Hindi niya ako makikilala. Suot ko ang itim na maskara na tumatakip sa kalahati ng aking mukha—isang parte ng persona kong si Mira. Sa mundo ng bar na ito, ako si Mira, hindi si Zamara. Isang star dancer na isa lamang sa maraming babaeng nagtatago sa likod ng mga maskara.

A sad smile appeared on my lips as I recalled the last moment when my Mom fetched me. I am Misaki Harachi, known as Mio. I am just eleven years old, currently a grade five student at the private school of Nokigama Osaka Üniversity here in Japan. One of my dreams is to see my Mom and be with her but I know it's impossible to happen now. It has been two months since my mother passed away due to cancer, brain tumor.

Subukan ko kaya sa kanya para lumayo-layo siya sa akin. "Kaibigang Miren, hindi tatalab sa akin niyan. Mataas na ranggong bampira ang kaharap mo," sabay taas-baba niya ng kanyang kilay habang nakatitig pa rin sa akin. "Hindi ka tinatablan nito?" Kinuha ko sa sling bag ko ang holy water at tinapat sa kanyang mukha. Umiling siya sa akin, "kaibigan para sa mga mababang uri lamang ng mga bampira tumatalab ang ganyan hindi sa ami--"

HIRAH’S POV. “Hirah, you know that we will be dead meat if your face are all in magazines again!” My cousin, Jenella said. Hinihila niya ang balikat ko at inaawat ako sa pag sayaw sa gitna ng entablado.

Pag-alis ni Zhaira, pumasok agad ang assistant niyang si Lira at tinanong kung ayos lang siya, lalo na’t madalas siyang mag-leave. “Okay lang ako.” Sabi ni Mirael habang tinitingnan ang concern sa mata ng babae. Sa totoo lang, gusto niya si Lira. Matalino, masigla, at mabait. “Buti naman. May competition tayo mamaya. Fighting tayo! Ikaw na ang pinakamagaling, Miss Mirael!” Sabi ni Lira habang nakataas ang kamao bilang cheer, kaya napangiti si Mirael. “Ang dami ko ngang absent. Baka tamad ka rin lately?”

nag uumpisa na naman siyang ma irita. Bakit ba sarado ang isip niya? Bakit ba mas naniniwala pa siya sa sinasabi ni Mira kaysa sa sinasabi ko? Tsaka panong lalabas sa imbistigasyon na siya si Knight Janssen? Mukhang may kinalaman na naman si Mira dito! Mukhang pinaghandaan na niya lahat at pinabago ang profile ni Knight Janssen! Grabe siya! Malala na talaga si Mira! Pati si Dark nahahawa na sakanya!

“Mabilis lang lakad.” “Go,” sabi ni Lira. “Lead the way, Miss GPS.” Mira sighed. “I hate you.” “Love you too,” Lira replied instantly. Ael didn’t speak, but she observed them carefully. Lira was chaotic, expressive, easy to read. Mira was structured, precise, always calculating. Opposites, yet comfortable with each other. And then there was her. Controlled. Quiet. Observant. Parang hindi pa siya fully part ng group, pero hindi na rin outsider.