Misa Xl Novels & Stories

Rei chokes on blood as Misa’s grip tightens. “You think that whatever information you have is enough for you to barter with?”. Rei’s eyes widen as she squeezes even harder on her neck. “What made you think that?”. Misa flings her across the room. She lands on the floor with a sickening thud. She chokes on blood as she struggles to her knees, but is stopped when Misa’s foot comes down hard on her face. Her head slams against the floor, hard enough that her eyes swim, and her ears ring.

No distractions… Mr. X (online) — Is that the only reason? I hope this has nothing to do with our “joke”… Or something I did… Thalia (online) — Just that, X. You were perfect. It has nothing to do with you. If you want to keep talking to me, just add me on MSN. My name is daliapenedosalazar@hotmail.com Mr. X (online) — All right, then goodbye, Dalia Penedo Salazar.

I am Xerra, a superbeing from a remote galaxy far away from the Milky Way called Ciriculus. I live in this fourth-dimensional world called Aryan wherein everything is possible. Well… almost everything… I scanned the familiar domain I was in. I was surrounded by the green and blue giant trees that seemed to reach the still dark sky. I had always loved the relaxing smell of the leaves in the Aiglean Forest and the gentle touch of fresh mountain dews before the sun rises.

“I’ll have you all impressed with my backflips… or at least with my ability to roll down hills.” “Next training session, I’ll make sure to bring popcorn,” Seleira joked, and we both burst into laughter. Then I realized it had been a long time since I’d laughed like this and had a conversation like this. It felt good to have someone to talk to. I heaved a sigh, trying not to remember the memories of the past. Just then, a loud alarm echoed through the air, cutting off any further banter. The sound was sharp and urgent, sending a chill down my spine. What is happening?

"Right now, the crisis is you having to explain a potential scandal to Mike Harrison." Mike Harrison, a hulking man whose suit looked custom-tailored to contain his perpetual scowl, approached Dylan for the second time that night with the easy arrogance of an investor who owned a significant piece of G.L. Hospital. He was flanked by two other board members, their expressions ranging from skeptical to hostile.

I raised my head slightly and said with full confidence: "Misa will replace me with a copy she creates." Misa gasped suddenly and looked at me in clear shock: "What? You?" She seemed tense, then quickly said: "But do you know that the copy I create will be weak? It could break at any moment, or they might realize it’s not real." I looked at her calmly and said confidently: "It’s fine. Even if they discover it, it will be after we’ve gained some time, and during that time…" I looked toward Julia.

Rayne says reassuringly and I think we all let out a small sigh of relief. Thank goodness for his magic. Ryker and Raven both nod at the plan and I watch as the blue mist leaves Rayne's hands and circles around the car, holding it in place. Raven quickly and strategically gets herself in the car, going into the passenger seat and reaching into the back where I am and gets my foot out. I shriek at the pain it causes but more than anything I was glad it was free.

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.

She said, She examined Kurai and Cai Kang and took some notes in a separate room. Otaka Misako is not a fighter like almost everyone else but is aware of both worlds. She is a xian who specializes in the study of curses and travels all over Japan to research curses and how to cure them. Her potential to see and understand a curse works with one look, which is how she earned a living and gained funding for her research. “Can you tell me how that curse of yours works again as well as the incident?” Misako said while getting her notebook.

I moved back, taking retreating steps backward. "You're despicable! How dare you think I did this? You.. it's all your fault. If I hadn't argued with you on Mishap day, I would've been normal" She pointed at me, throwing the slippers at me. I jumped to the side, dodging it. "Mishap day? Mishap day is a myth." I frowned She scoffed, folding her arms. "Well, look at us" Her eyes cast down to her private part. "How.. how are you sure that it's mine? What if it's someone else's?" I pointed at it. She glared at me in disgust.