Miraculous Marichat Novels & Stories

Mariya wipe the splash of water in her face before looking back to the man who looked at her as if with innocent. “What a strange name,” she said, looking away, “very well suit to a bastard like you, don't you think?” “Hey, don't call me that.” “Whatever!” Mariya going back to work. What's matter now was she seemed to not going to fell asleep even if she wanted it to. This small thing that Milagros asked for her was nothing compare to the safety that she finally felt. Until a Bloody Moon will to passed.