Mirai Mha Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Blonde fits you Blue Blue laughed They waited for Audrey and then they went down to the hall. After everything that was needed to be done first, including the giving of certificates. Then the director of NMSA came up with the patron to call out the list of maids that will be sent out immediately to different homes as maids. All the ladies were signed into the agency but not all of them would be given jobs immediately. Patron : and here are the names Kira Cowel Elizabeth Gonzalez Clara Shipman

Mira said suddenly, stopping in her tracks. Stephanie blinked. “What?” “I can make the maid and the warrior sleep together,” Mira said, her voice quiet but her mind filled with wicked thoughts. “If they make me an heir, I’ll promise them money. A future. Then… I’ll kill them.” Stephanie’s breath caught. Then she covered her ears. “Luna—what the hell?”

I hope the interview went well and you got the job. Take care of yourself, find a man to support you, you're pretty, you'll soon get something with someone in the new job, focus on the CEOS, you were born for greatness, don't settle for employees like you did at the mansion, they're no longer just an option for fun, catch the biggest fish and hook it with your vagina. Love, Mom!

“Easy, child. Don’t move too fast.” It was Mira, the pack healer, with her gentle presence. Her wrinkled face softened as she crouched beside the bed, exuding the comforting scents of sage and ancient magic. Her silver hair was tied back with strips of linen, still stained by blood, a testament to her enduring dedication. “Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Tell me...did I lose...” “You almost did,” she said gently, pressing her hand against my wrist to still me. “You and the little one both. But you’re strong, Aria. Stronger than you know. The Moon Goddess must have been watching over you. The heartbeat is faint… but it’s there.”

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“Lira, you look like someone dragged you into this against your will.” “I was promised peace and training hours,” Lira replied. “Instead, I found Mirae with a clipboard.” Mirae turned, beaming. “Ah, perfect timing! I need two people who can lift heavy things and look intimidating while doing it.” “Why does intimidation matter?” Eastin asked. “Because it’s good for aesthetic balance,” Mirae said sweetly. “You can’t have beauty without a bit of danger.” Lira smirked. “That’s the most Mirae thing I’ve ever heard.”

"You called me?" "Who else in this place is worthy of Luna's position?" Rula stared at her in disbelief as the woman chuckled. Rula was completely honest when she said that she didn't really comprehend the hierarchy here. How lofty an Alpha's status is, and how holy Luna's birth is. The woman bowed very politely. "Mrs. Hanne," she said. She introduced herself. "I am the leader of Mirha." Rulla nodded. "Ah, I guess so." She smiled sweetly. "Rula Whitney."

"Come here." His tone was extremely gentle, as if I was his most precious treasure. He tightened his grip and rubbed against my waist with one of his big hands affectionately.The heat seeping through my clothes set my body on fire."Don't resist,” he ordered as he kissed me.I closed my eyes, kissing him back, wanting more."Say you choose me…" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.I couldn’t help but tremble in desire.However, all I could do in response was push him away.“I’m sorry, but I can’t…”***Ever since Mia was born, misfortune haunted her. Nothing worked out in her life. She was desperate for a way out when two powerful and unbelievably gorgeous alphas saved her from her

"Good afternoon Mr. Stephan, I'm Drake Lockhart. Moira's mate." She's been away just for twelve days, and came home with her mate. An alpha, and a royal, while she didn't even realize that she isn't a mere human. Sabrina's jaw dropped. "Mate?" Moira is clearly confused. "I need a word with you, Mr. Lockhart," I said, tried my best to look as intimidating as possible while boring my eyes to his. He gave me a nod. "Sure, Sir." I walk to the direction of the elevator, intended to bring the boy to my office for some questions and threats, but stopped after realized that Moira is tailing after us.