Misa Chan Novels & Stories

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

photograph with flowers symbol of death Maya did not reply to her brother; In few moments her parents came and they took her home. Maya felt her vision blurred with tears when she laid on the bed that night; the big packet of various tablets with a glass of milk was kept on the nightstand; she was supposed to take that and sleep the night off; Everything she ever worked for seemed to go in vain. Maya was one of the lucky students who completed graduation at the age of 19; She wanted to be a model and next week was her audition for a modeling reality show.

"You can find me on W******p as well." "Great. I'm on my way to see a client. I will see you around then." Miya said politely. Chris smiled at her with a wink and drove off. Miya got to the café early. As she waited for Sally, she received a message from Chris on W******p. It was a photo of her walking down the road taken from behind. Did he just take the photo? Miya thought. She clicked on his profile picture, and it was a photo of a young girl, about fifteen years old, sleeping peacefully. She was like a little angel, looking innocent, yet there was an unmistakable hint of sadness between her brows.

She knew that voice. Out of the crowd appeared Natasha, the female lead of Raid role that was aired nine years ago. Maria clutched was purse tighter, she was about to meet Natasha, The Natasha!

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

They're so understanding at she can handle them easily. She stared at the woman in the middle. She seems familiar to her thoughts. She looks like @yourlittlemeiras, her noisy and strike readers. Her name was Saira Dela Cruz, a 19-year-old cute girl. She couldn't forget that girl because she was really solid rainbows. She was so loud and naughty on the platform that she really couldn't forget her. She even gave her a copy of her books.

I’ve never been trained in how to use magic. So to wield this much power was nearly impossible. I don’t have the control over it that a seasoned witch like Melania or Bisnonna would. And while I was holding my own, sending out blasts, it wasn’t honed. It was wild and untamed. It was nothing compared to the pinpoint accuracy that Bisnonna used to free Tiberius or as consistent in strength as the blast she sent to counter Melania.

She was wearing black sunglasses, arms folded on her chest, and legs crossed while facing his direction. "Kid, where are the people here?" Maddox asked as he approaches her place. He could see how her eyebrows arched underneath those glasses. "I am Mischa Aslanov. Mort's little sister. I am here to help you marry Sumire. I know my older brother is also the mastermind behind everything that happens at your company. Sit first." Straight-faced, the girl responded without beating the bush and for some unknown reasons, Maddox believed her. He sat down on the opposite side of the single sofa.

I joked with her. She laughed and pushed some loose strands of hair behind her ear, “It is just such an honor to have the famous Betas Saige and Elijah in my home. It brings me so much happiness to even be considered as your surrogate” she gushed happily. Her light brown eyes flashed with joy and her rosy lips curled into the kindest smile. “Well Marie, we really appreciate you making time to see us today. We just have some questions for you if that’s alright?” Elijah asked politely.

tch Tina I shouldn't have punish him ...I bite my lower lips and made my way to the door I need to apologise Authroess POV "You can start"Mrs meyer said "Well you can call me Mica... about 28 years ago I got pregent for my husband...then he didn't accept the pregnancy cause we're still young..he said I should abort the baby but I couldn't do that so I had the baby ...my parents won't possibly accept it...so after delivery I placed Max in a little basket and waited for you to pass along ...I placed him near the roadside and thankfully you showed up...after 15 years my husband came back so that we can get married which we eventually did...he doesn't know that the baby is still alive"