Misaka Worst Novels & Stories

That seems to be enough to make her stop talking and I thought I had won until barely five minutes had passed and she started trash talking my music. I could put up with literally anything but that. I had to teach this short fiery girl some manners. From this day every time she came by, we started a debate about which one of us had better musical taste and we vehemently tried to prove our points using strong arguments. Even my coworkers became really entertained by our "debates."

"I wanted to please Dyan, but actually I went to please his woman, not taking this opportunity but getting close to Dyan." "I've seen people like you too much, be careful not to end well." Mina looked at Misa, said a lot of sarcasm, and finally spoke harsh words. Hearing that, Misa laughed uncomfortably, what does it mean to please Dyan? Faced with such an egotistical woman, Misa didn't bother arguing with her, on the contrary, she lowered her own qualities. Misa is also not a soft persimmon, anyone can handle it. Full fighting skills.

" I do! But Misaki is hiding her son amongst the humans. It's really hard finding him without interacting with those horrid humans." I cursed softly to him as we wait for Girly. " It's a pity since they really depend on you." V4 sighs at my side while keeping an eye on them. " Humans are sickening, they turn on each other as soon as money, fame, or both shows up." " Not all humans are like that." " Really? Who?" " That Girl?" " She's a Copper rank that's teamed up with a man whom I quote " Ha! Should have known!! He came in crying about greenhorns begin slaughtered by weak goblins!"

She said to me. "I had a... boyfriend, Mark. He lived in Vegas, and we had only seen each other on the internet. I saw Mark as my key to freedom, and he took advantage of my stupidity." "I never knew Mark was involved in a very notorious, human trafficking ring. They specialized in selling girls and women to be fucked like common whores." "My life took a drastic change, when I found myself among those girls. In only one night, I was used by so many men, that I lost count." Misaki narrated, her eyes beaming with rage, as she clearly recounted her experience.

Misa was surprisingly nice, a cool presence in the suffocating atmosphere of the mansion. We had spent the last few days talking, sharing snippets of our lives, and I had learned that her real passion was choreography. Her past defiance of Madam Cha’s orders hadn’t stemmed from a lack of talent, but rather a stubborn refusal to be controlled. “We get to take pictures and live normal for a few hours,” she had said earlier, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “And maybe even have a feel of some men, let my ass shake around their crotch, make it so erect, and then just run off!”

He didn't understand of course, but Jenn—one of the female maids—helped me translate it to him. I walked inside the big kitchen, Igor was absent(strange, given the kitchen was practically his home.) I saw a few maids doing the dishes, I walked up to them and gently dropped the plate, all three looked up at me with horror, the other two who were cleaning also looked at me with the same look, I started to wonder what the problem was. Had Aleksei kissed me so hard he ruined my lipstick!

"Tsk. Go, don't be like that, what kind of things is that? Eww. You're disgusting!" "What? How disgusting am I? Do you know that I'm just training for everyone to be casual with you? As an actor, the act should be pure, right?" "Crazy. All right. Yes, you are the best if you act. All right, next time I'll recommend you to a TV station, you'll be hired as an actor. You even beat Coco Martin." She laughed. 'Coco Martin' is a famous Filipino actor, in the Philippines.

Marissa asked pretending to be worried . "I am fine"she said and she tried to get up but she fell flat on her butt. "oh no you aren't ,let me help you,"Marissa approach her hand to help her but then when she gave her hand, before she could get up Marissa drop her again on the floor which made her hurt her knees for the second time. "oops sorry but I can't because I don't like touching people who are low I mean who are not like me??"she said with a grin .

In a dark and menacing room, a man was suspended upside down, his agonized screams reverberating as two merciless men relentlessly beat him with hot rods. Two burly figures in black shirts and trousers, each holding a rifle, stood guard at the door. A tall man, clad in a black tuxedo, strode into the room, his face etched with sullenness and eyes ablaze with fury. He was Andrew Anderson, a Mafia Boss known for his rudeness, arrogance, aggression, and ruthless dominance. The world quaked under his authority; none dared to defy him, and all lived in dread of his power.

Anna looks away from the captivating green eyes back to the food in front of her that was mostly carbs. “I ruined your morning?” The guy in front of her has a blank expression on his face like he had no idea what she was saying and that was just about to start pissing her off. She gives him a place to sleep over, he says hurtful words at her and then acts like nothing had happened. Who the hell was this man?