Mista Without His Hat Novels & Stories

Mila’s face turned a deeper shade of red, her fists clenched at her sides, “Stop playing games! You know exactly what I mean. Katherine stood up and strolled over to Mila, stopping just inches away. Her eyes locked with Mila’s, a spark of mischief in them, "Mila." She said softly, her voice dripping with condescension, “You might see enemies everywhere you look, but I don’t have any. I don’t waste my time on such petty things.”

"This is not my true form. This is not my proper realm of existence. What the hell am I doing in the land of the living, trapped within this innocent girl's mortal body?" Morgana looks genuinely confused by this line of questioning, as if Serena's reaction is not what she had expected or prepared for. She opens her mouth to say something in her defense, but absolutely nothing coherent comes out of her throat. Instead, she chuckles nervously and begins scratching at her neck, a gesture that betrays her growing anxiety and discomfort.

“It's not that you are weird. It's because of the hat you are wearing.” “Why is there something wrong with my hat? I try to remember what the hat looks like. It is color brown, and the design is just okay. Although it has a cherry on top of it, it doesn't look weird, so why are they staring? “The hat looks nice. What is wrong with it?” They both laugh at me. “Well, yeah, to you, it works just fine. But here in this village, it is weird to see someone using that hat as it was used for those who will get married.”

He’s wearing a had hat and the other employee gave us too. I pouted when I look at his body. He’s wearing a white polo t shirt and his muscles are very much showing and it’s hot. Hotter than the sun that’s hitting my face. Dad was talking to someone when Arthur notice us. He was looking at dad and to me, he raised his brows when our eyes met and he gave something to Nathan and went to our way. “Sir.” Dad look at him and immediately greeted him with a handshake. “Who is it doing?”

Which his two legs on top of something and leaning his back on a softback of a chair. But Yman could not see the man's face, because his head that was facing the ceiling was covered by a straw hat. The shirt he was wearing slightly loose up to his chest where the bulging naked stomach as round as ball in full view. And a diety was comfortably cushioning on top of it. "Mhm..." Yman just nodded with a little deep sound to his throat. Emphasizing his appreciation from the greeting.. "???" On the contrary, Sistela floated near the man while question marks floated above her head as she was staring at the man and his deity with doubt.

" Gustav, are you listening to this?" "Aye." Gustav looked like he'd been given a position at the sea and decided to go extra mile. The hat on top of his head seemed to resemble a pirate's and I remembered the time a maid snuck out to see a pirate. " A Luna, dressed like this! I've never heard of it before." "Gentlemen calm down please." Noah's gaze didn't leave me. Even as I sat down in the midst of Gustav and the last guy, he followed my every move. " I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding."

“Or not,” Dak replied in response to her statement. “It looks great, Mem. Come on. Let’s get the hat and the dogs. Oh—and the arms.” “All right.” She wasn’t completely satisfied, but she knew he was right. There were other things that needed to come first. She took the hat, which had the same logo for the humane society, and put it on top, melding the edges into his head so it would stay put so long as a huge wind gust didn’t come along--like the one the other day that had caught her off guard.

She whispers in horror and winks before I feel my hands being grabbed to my side. I turn and see Bahm's face first, under a tall and circular black hat that had a wide gold bang running across the front and back with two red tassels hanging from each side. I was truly mesmerized by my mate's calm and charming face in his long black attire he wore. He looked like a King indeed.

I sent the pictures of him and Henry together, luckily they were both good looking and Henry looked exactly like someone the famous Lotus would date. Yamaka was now dressed in a long, pretty dress. I held onto him, making it look like he was supporting me, not the other way round. "Henry, hold onto my sister lovingly," I instructed, as we made it out of the room. "Henry, you know what to say." I murmured as we swiped our cards at the entrance. This was the part that scared me the most, I had my hand close to my gun, one wrong move from Henry, and both Lala and I would be done for. I could only hope I hadn't misjudged his love for his mistress.

“Where are we going?” “It's a surprise,” he replied with a grin. I said my goodbyes to Liam before getting into the car. Levi’s left arm was still in a cast, so the driver drove while we both sat in the back seat. The drive was filled with comfortable silence, and I would occasionally catch Levi staring at me. When he was caught, he would look away and chuckle. The drive remained silent until the car drove into a bustling part of town. The streets were alive with people going about their day, and the atmosphere was vibrant and filled with energy. As we got closer to our destination, I could see a charming restaurant with an outdoor patio adorned with fairy lights.