Mirio X Tamaki Novels & Stories

cut Takumi quickly. I saw his face changed slightly made me smile. "That's the main point. Look, what if we change the lenses of Tamaki's glasses that don't match her vision? Tamaki will lose her balance because her blurry vision makes her head spin." "Then, to balance her body so she doesn't fall, she grabs hold of the railing - which is in front of her - without realizing that the fence will immediately fall off when touched. And that made her lose her balance and end up falling too."

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I muttered, and he laughed. “Tala can assemble a Jericho in 30 seconds, with her eyes closed,” he said, and my face must have shown my shock at that revelation, because Levi started to laugh. He was training her in weapons, things he didn’t teach us. This was the first time I was allowed to handle and hold a Karambit, and Tala’s had one for six years. “She can kill me without blinking, can’t she?” I asked, and he grinned at me.

"I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword pack. I reject you, Annie, as my mate. Everything between us is done." "Damon?" I blurted, my face washed with tears. "Do you really want to do this?"

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

Her hands shook as she opened her palm and he placed the small black cone on it. “What is that? Is that some kind of…” Marco trailed off with a curious look on his face. “Prototype. Lipstick case prototype,” Tamara gritted out. "Thanks.” She nodded stiffly as she spun around and forced herself to walk out of the company at a normal pace. The sun outside the building warmed Tamara’s shoulders slightly. She took off her sunglasses and squinted as a black car came to a stop in front of her. The car window rolled down to reveal Marco.

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