Misa Misa Novels & Stories

Mas Suma, a new nickname for Mr. Kusuma from me. Changed relationship status from best friend into a close mate. That's the term we use. We want to base this relationship with love, not with sheer desire. Our days went by as usual, the difference is that we have a bond with each other. The most enthusiastic was Amelia, she was very happy. She often teased me by calling my future mommy. Even so, Wisnu often even contacted by Mr. Kusuma just to chat.

It looked like the perfect P*******t background but we weren't here for pictures anyways. “Hi welcome, my name is Amara.” A young waiter approached us, I could tell she was new,it made me smile. She looked about sixteen. “Oh hi, I'll have a latte and two cinnamon buns.” Tessa said warmly. “Make that for two.” “Okay, so you'll have them here or to go?” “We'll have them here, we'll be seated at the table by the window.” Tessa said. “I'll be right out with your orders.” She nodded and went to the counter.

I wasn’t supposed to slow down. One of the waitress Jenna, brought me ice wrapped in a towel. “Hold it like this,” she said, pressing my fingers into place. I nodded. She sat beside me. “You remind me of my little sister,” she said after a while. “Stubborn as hell.” “I’m not stubborn.” She smirked. “Sure, Mouse.” I looked at her. “Why do you call me that?” “You’re small. Quiet. But you’ve got teeth. I’ve seen you snap.”

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There was a conversation inside that made him shiver all over. The recipient's ID was "Dr. Chance". Winona: [Are the blood test results ready? Don't give away any clues.] Dr. Chance: [They're ready. All the indicators match the clinical manifestations of leukemia.] Dr. Chance: [If Mr. Payne wants to access the original data, I have a backup here. He won't find out.] Winona: [That's good. We'll postpone it for another two months. Once Hazel's child is born and the bone marrow matching is done, everything will be settled.]

I asked in a soft voice. She nodded and smiled little. I smiled back and pecked her lips. "I love you Mrs. Mia Yuvraj Singhania!" I said looking in her eyes with the love I've for her. She smiled wide that showed her dimples. "I love you too Mr. Yuvraj Singhania!" She said in a low voice whilst blushing. Her cheeks turned red. And I laughed wholeheartedly. This girl! She is still so shy. She playfully hit on my bicep and glared at me for laughing at her. I winked at her and covered her with the duvet.

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.

M•Ï•A͙ (ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇss ɪs ᴀ𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮) Season 2 Sequence 16 FINAL MISSION ____________________________________________ Desmond's POV " so what's it gonna be partner?" she said. " F**k you" " oooooh" she cooed. " you know I still don't get any of this.........there are lots of questions that needs answers " I said.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

As she would read through a book written by an American hidden author who said ‘We are in the twenty first century, hence every child deserves to be treated equally. That is what keeps her moving in the campus and she made to mingle with all the other kids in the campus. “Miss Alice Martins” The lecturer called her out with her first surname. He had noticed that her attention was not on him and he couldn’t go on without making sure all of them have understood what he was explaining. “Yes?” She questioned as she lifted her head, the eyes of the rest of the royal children who had been threatened to attend the classes now turned to face her.