Misa Amane Novels & Stories

The people's prying ears widen at what they hear hence, they circle and scan the strange woman they have been disregarding. "Uh-oh, you may have forgotten we're in the market and not in the mountain, Miguel," Missy irks at her cousin. The sudden attention discomforts Amira. She stretches her cardigan to her wrist and her nightdress to her ankle in an attempt to hide the last remnants of scales in her body.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

The woman glanced up at the question and fixed her eyes into the young man's as if questioning his intentions before he flashed a toothed smile and tilted his head to the side. The woman cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks, where a few stray tears fell. "I'm Amaya." She quietly answered. Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake.

Amara stared for a little while, then returned to stare at the screen. "Amara!" Her Mom called her upstairs and she got up to go. We all watched her leave. Izanagi's eyes were sparkling, I thought he might feel uncomfortable at first but then I also had to recall this was his first time meeting Amamiya-san. "Who was that?" he asked. "Amara's Mom." "She's like the dark version of Ms. Bellum." "Who?" Claire whipped her neck to study Izanagi, eyes widened. Almost as if offended at first, but then she thought about it some more and covered her mouth. "No... Yo, wait, she does dress like Ms. Bellum sometimes!"

(okay, now pullout, let me continue with my work) Johnson ➡(what!?) Wetin u say? (what did you say BigBam ➡Ah, ah, I say remove am now! I wan continue work. (I said remove your dick, so that I can continue withy work) Johnson ➡You're not okay! 😡

Amara requested. The elderly woman nodded her head and placed the fish on a board before proceeding to cut it piece by piece. "Amara"was the voice Amara heard which made her turn her head to know who called her. She was surprised to see Chikaima walking towards with her. "Kaima how are you?" "I'm fine and you? What have you been up to miss?"kaima asked as he placed a hand over her shoulder. Amarachi could feel her cheeks turning red.

Amaris "Now, if everyone would turn to page 253 of their texts, we will begin,” our teacher says, trying to gain our attention over all of the noise of students chattering. Instead of paying attention, I lay my head on my desk, not caring in the least about this class, or school altogether. I'm only here so that I can finish my education, get my diploma and leave this godforsaken town and these godforsaken people.

Aramina turned to the voice, she was seated in a dark corner of the hall, but as she spoke, she stood up and walked towards Aramina “I’m Anita, I manage the affairs of the island for Zach” Aramina looked at the woman closely, damn, she was stunning. “Hi, I’m Aramina” “When Zach told me he had found his mate, I was shocked, I’ve always thought that he will return back to the island after settling things with his pack, but then, he went and got himself a mate” she said looking at Aramina curiously. Aramina could sense the bitterness in this woman’s voice, but she won’t let a jealous lover make her uneasy on her birthday

I was confused for a moment. From what I could recall, Shuri couldn't speak Italian. I spoke a little to her the other day and she couldn't comprehend a word. "Do you know Italian yet?" I asked. "Not yet," she replied, wiping away her tears. As Shuri continued to talk about her relationship troubles, I saw the monitors beep red indicating that the girls were ready to go. Staring at it from afar, I saw that my girls had started their sessions with the various clients. I happened to look at Monitor 5 and I saw Amara. My heart sank on seeing her, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had made a mistake by sending her out.

Delta Ardin was of course right with the points he had noticed but I deeply believed that Amanisa was a female with a traumatic past and whatever happened with the energy in the tomb had triggered her traumas. Seeing the tomb of her dearest friend broke her. “Your points are noted, Ardin. Can I have water for her now?” The water was passed to me and I sprinkled some on Amanisa’s face. Ardin said she was in a trance but all I saw was that Amanisa was having a mental breakdown. She was also processed by a spirit for some minutes in the tomb. “She isn't a threat. Look at her, Ardin.” I said to my Delta through the mind link when Amanisa purred. She looked calm and even more beautiful in this st