Novelas y relatos de Misa Amane

That was hard to discern. Misa, the maiden, pushed open the door and entered. Her lustrous black hair was stylishly tied up with an intricate bun. On her head, she wore a translucent hairpin adorned with a flower, with a clear string hanging from it. Her face was fair, her lips delicate, and her smile gentle. Her facial features exuded intelligence and purity, devoid of the mundane world's impurities. She exuded a tranquil and refined aura as she stood there, elegant and dignified.

Larisa and Gabe remained nonchalant about it. "Is that all?" Larisa asked. "Yeah," she replied. Amara is a swordswoman and Agatha is her cousin. They didn't know if they must be thankful that it was only everything that she remembered as of now. "Can you stay with her, Misty?" Gavin asked Misty when his cousins were already waiting at the garden. They have a lot to talk about and he has a lot to explain. "Yes, sir." "Is everything okay?" Luna asked, filled with confusion.

“The man tried to blackmail the family with your nudes, I had to take care of him.” The man scoffed loudly. “Allen is so nice enough to make sure the world doesn't see his wife's true nature.” Allen gestured to the guards. They grabbed the man inside. It was the man that saved me. “Tell everyone what you told me, how you are involved with Maria,” Allen commanded. “Miya is my mistress, we have been in a relationship for some years now, we met in Paris,” the man explained. “What?” I shouted, my jaws dropped open in shock.

Ana smiles, “I'd like you to meet someone, Mish.” I extended my hand to the gorgeous woman who Ana called Mish. “I'm Damon.” She grins as she nods, “I am Misha.” Her sultry voice soothed my soul like a lullaby. We shook but as soon as her palm touched mine I felt it. She did too as I watched her pupils widen, and a brief smirk adorned her lush shimmering pink lips. We held the handshake for a beat too long causing Ana to giggle. “You both can thank me later,” she said with a naughty smile.

Armani said as he dropped in a chair in front of me and I opened my eyes slowly then looked at him. “Proud?! She is going to get herself killed and you asking me to be proud! If this shit continues she will make new enemies, Mani. She already has the biggest one among them all imagine a dozen more? She is oblivious to the mess she is creating, to the dangers. I tried to talk to her with reason but I guess I was wrong. This isn’t the way to deal with Misha; she doesn’t like to be talked to kindly.” I gritted out as I stood up pushing my chair and started to pace the room. I need to do something to stop her.

I told her. “Seems you have selective amnesia, a sort of dissociative amnesia. It does happen, especially after a traumatic event. I’m sure it’ll come to you, just give it time,” she waved her hand dismissively and I instantly didn’t like her. “Let me go home,” I stood up and my knees buckled. The beautiful woman, Aria, caught me before I fell and helped me back onto the cot. “Please be careful, I couldn’t bear if something else happened to you,” she told me sweetly.

“Yeah? The woman looked down at the file folder she was holding and flipped through it. Then she looked back up at Grace’s face. “When I saw the name on the file I didn’t actually think it would be you...oh my god I’m such a huge fan. Like huuuggeee fan. I loved your Tokyo campaign, it’s my favourite…the one with the motorcycles and the rain! Omg…” All Grace could do was smile. “...and I know you probably hear this all the time but you’re so cool. I’m Amara. Amara Chidi. I’m the intern who’s supposed to help you settle in and I'm completely blowing this, aren’t I?” “Nice to meet you too, Amara,” Grace chuckled, watching the lady giggle as papers in her folder fell out. “Oops. God. I’m so clu

And Aronohai Misa’s best friend and wrangler. She walks past the curious eyes of the elites and clamps a hand down on Misa’s shoulder. Something only she can do because they are almost the same height— and she is the one least likely to get her arm ripped off by Misa. All I know about Amane Riko is that she is known as an alpha with an easygoing demeanor, and she isn’t known to be cruel to omegas… “You all seem to be enjoying the show…”. She might as well have sprayed teargas at the spectators with the speed at which they dispersed.

said Amanda farewell to the second floor. "Miss, wait," said the man, stopping Amanda's steps "Yes?" asked Amanda "Introduce, I am Amar, what about your name?" asked Amar politely "Oh, I am Amanda," said Amanda "This is my name card," said Amar politely and gave his name card "Oh .. yes, thank you" replied Amanda who was confused for what this person gave his name card "I know, Ms. Amanda is a social volunteer at the 'Sejahtera' orphanage, right?" asked Amar

We helped Armaan too in his shopping then went to the food zone cause we were starving duh lol. We slipped in our seats and ate our McDonald's burgers and sipped coke. After sometime we went to the Beauty and hair salon. Armaan dropped us there and left cause he had some important work and what will he do in a lady's salon?! We did our hands, legs, neck and shoulder massage. Removed unnecessary hairs with waxing and threading. We also did our facials. Then we did manicure and pedicure. Mum straightened her hair with L'Oreal permanent hair straightening. Sam gave her hair a slight brownish colour whilst I had a little cut with some loose curls. It took almost 4 hours and it was already 8PM.