Misha #hsr Novels & Stories

My sparring partner, Danny, and I dance around each other in the ring at my club, simply called Mennetti's. I duck a blow and come back up, fists flying and hit him in the jaw. For whatever reason, I'm feeling a little on edge and need to work off the steam building up inside of me.

Mishka was trending on every news channel, and Twitter flooded with the hashtag Chrishka. “Oh, my god!!” Mishka exclaimed, and covered her mouth. “See, you are trending,” Rose said, and everyone congratulated Mishka, including Christian. “But what is Chrishka?” Daniel asked. “It’s a combination of Christian and Mishka,” Rony explained. “Some crazy fan has created a fandom for them!” Mishka and Christian smiled and then left the Knight Mansion to meet Danny and Maya at the coffee shop. ***

But I can see that she doesn’t believe me. “Honestly I don’t care anymore, Renzo. After you sent me here everything and every thought about you had died long ago. It doesn’t hurt like it used to, Renzo and as you can see I have moved on. I have been living my life and fuck around.” Misha said as she pointed toward Killian who looked offended because in his mind he thought that what had happened between and Misha was real. “Ouch, big brother. Even I the cold hearted arsehole can’t tell the person I fuck those words. Seriously this is fucking humiliated.”

Alex asked, worry evident on his face. "N-no. I just got startled." I chuckled nervously. Alex just smiled and pulled me towards him. He grabbed a bottle of shampoo before pouring some into my head. I honestly felt like a child being bathed by their parent after refusing to shower. Alex carefully massaged the shampoo into my scalp. I closed my eyes to prevent the shampoo from getting into my eyes. I dropped my head onto Alex's shoulder as he massages my scalp.

LUNA A soft knock pulled me from half-sleep hours later. I didn’t answer. But the door clicked open anyway. Misha stepped in with quiet precision, the weight of his presence filling the room like an unspoken command. He wasn’t in his usual suit now. Just black slacks and a white shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, as if the power he carried didn’t need tailoring to fit. His hair was damp from a shower, a faint hint of smoke and pine lingering around him like a shadow.

____ The next morning, she called Hiya's brother, Ashok, and said, "Please make Hiya ready as a bride. Tomorrow, I will come to take her. I will arrange for the bride's attire to be sent to my servants by evening." Overjoyed at this unexpected turn of events, Ashok replied, "Yes, madam, it is my sister's good fortune that she will be of service to you." Smiling, Shalini responded, "Certainly, why not?" After the conversation with Shalini, Ashok was turning around when he noticed Hiya standing behind him. She had heard the conversation but couldn't comprehend the full extent of it. Intrigued and puzzled, she waited for Ashok to explain the situation.

Then, I saw it. Rising above the skyline, a massive digital billboard flickered to life. It wasn't an advertisement for the latest mobile technology or a product . It was him. Julian Vane looked back at me with a cold, predatory intensity that physically stopped the breath in my lungs. He was leaning against the plexiglass boards of an ice rink, his Hawks jersey pulled across his shoulders that had grown impossibly broad since I'd last seen him. His face, once soft with boyish charm, was now a masterpiece of harsh angles and lethal symmetry. The caption, glowing in bold, gold letters against the blue backdrop, read: THE GHOST RETURNS: CHAMPIONSHIP RUN 2026.

Sex hung so thick in the air you could almost grab big handfuls of it and eat it like cotton candy. Misha stood, naked and proud, tits out and legs slightly spread in a confident warrior’s stance, even as human cum ran in rivelets down her thighs. At her side, Lars was down upon one knee, like Sir Lancelot attending his Lady Galadriel. Before her in a semi-circle reminiscent of the Aspen Pack when they had all taken a bow to their new Alpha, Red, the Hunters now bowed to Misha. “We pledge our undying loyalty to you, our Luna, Queen Misha! Hail, Queen Misha, hail!” And they beat their fists together in tandem against their great warrior chests and they raised their guns to shoot off a ceremon

After a couple seconds of hesitation, Misha finally spoke up, “H- Hello.” “HEY!” Lara jumped in happiness. “Hi.” Daniel said gruffly. Their voices echoing through the mind link. Misha’s fear started to fade and she inched closer to me. “You are already doing excellent with my training.” I said to her happily, “they are here to help you grow. They will not hurt you. I promise.” “I know.” she mumbled meekly, “I kind of already knew. I… I just do not have control over my fear.”

When grandma mention raghavan ex -lover, harshika begin to argue with herself about maya's name, “Oh, it means. Raghavan ex-lover name is maya. I already knew that he had an ex-girlfriend, but now only I got chance to know her name. Nice name !!. Yet, her name is not charming and elegant as my name, harshika.. Harshika. Harshika. Harshika. Harshika.” Harshika chanted her name over and over in her mind, to prove herself that her name is more charming than maya's. However, somehow harshika attention again turned to grandma when grandma whimpered as she was saying,