Mitsuri Cry Novels & Stories

After hearing what Kei just said Mizuki couldn’t contain her laughter and burst out a laugh with tears forming in her eyes because of laughing. “Hahahahaha. What did you say? Me a spy sent from another kingdom. You sure know when and how to crack a joke. Hahahahaha”. “Ha-ha very funny. I didn’t make a joke so stop making fun of me and answer my question. Can’t you see I’m being serious? I only asked you this question because you are very suspicious and are hiding a lot of stuff”, Kei said being angry. “Okay ok, you don’t have to get so worked up just for a question. I’ll answer your question. I’m not an enemy nor a spy. I’m just an ordinary teenage vampire who is trying to pursue her dreams”

I took her out of her crib and smiled seeing how beautiful she was. “Hello my baby… why is my Hyacinth crying?” I tried my best to console her. I even tried to play with her in her crib but she wouldn't stop. “Are you hurt somewhere?” I raised her with all my strength. Unlike any other baby, Hyacinth is really gifted. In fact… I am not boasting about her but she might be the most beautiful child in the whole pack. I was giving up on trying to stop her from crying when Tyrone came inside. He looked at me with an eyes trying to figure out what was happening around him.

That was almost unheard of. "Incubus aren't great at dream walking like Kitsunes," I said, laying out antiseptic and surgical thread. "But an attack that can manifest physical wounds... that's like super rare. Only the most powerful creatures are capable of something like that." I looked up at her, seeing the fear still lingering in her purple eyes. "Who the fuck were you dream stalking?" Miyori sat down heavily in her chair, wincing as the movement pulled at her wounds.

she braced herself and asked in a firm voice, not happy that he had them spread all over Just then the door suddenly flung open and a dishevelled Mita with a pale, sickly face barged in, her face was smeared with the makeup that had runout or smudged on her face The moment she looked down at the pictures her eyes widened in anguish “AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!,” She got on the floor and began to grab the pictures and tear them, like a maniac, her red eyes looked like they’d bulge out of their sockets “AAAh!! AArrgghhhhhhh!, Noooo, Nooo…,” Screaming aloud she kept going at the pictures hysterically, tears flowed out of her red eyes and she kept screaming loud in pain that wrenched her heart

At that point in between thrusts, he boiled down to screams and begging being held in place as he kicked with each beat, and he rolled his eyes, vision darkened and screamed... - Wait. – Tsuki Miki was crying, he screamed, looking down thinking it was too much, that he could not take it any longer... - Wait a minute... - Tsuki Miki liked it..., but he was sore, hitting a point that made him scream and gasp, he came on the sheets beneath him.

at least it looks like her, but she wears a bright smile and has blood-red eyes like she's been crying but ran out of tears and now cries blood. "You didn't really think I would just let you die like that?" the voice no longer came from her head, instead it came from the window, millie was talking to her from her reflection in the window "Just leave me alone please" Emily pulls her hair until her eyes water from the pain "Honey believe me, if I could I would" she rolls her eyes "but I'm stuck with you, and you're stuck with me" "No!" she screams, hitting the window with her fist, but her arms are too weak to do any damage to the window

Kuro explained behind her. Mizu's legs suddenly moved forward subconsciously while mumbling, "Mom" in every step. She can't hear anything even Kuro's voice. All her attention and her world were all taken by this corpse. Her knees became soft and kneeled to the soft freezing ground, crawling her way towards the corpse. As she reached it, she immediately scrutinized every inch of the corpse's body while brushing softly the disheveled hair on her face. Just then she stops. Biting her lips, she hugs the frozen corpse, and without able to hold all the feelings she burst in cry like a real kid.

My eyes are drawn to a cluster of seven little figures ahead and I walk forward until I come to a stop directly in front of them, the mizuki crystals. They are beautiful, in a terrible terrible way and I realise suddenly that none of us knew a damn thing about these crystals. None of the masses at all. The mizuki crystals are... eggs. Huge black glossy eggs. My heart leaps against my throat when myriad eyes flutter open on the smooth surface of the eggs. Danger! Everything about this room, about them, screams danger. The milky rheumy eyes fix on me and blink in unison and then the whispering resumes. Terrible terrible whispering that makes me stagger and clap my hands against my ears.

The crystal warmed on my chest, pulled from the box, its hum syncing with our gasps. Climax crashed—hers first, walls milking me, my cum spilling hot inside her. But as we peaked, the crystal shattered with a crack like thunder, shards flying. A wail filled the room, spectral—Mira, solidifying from mist, eyes wild. 'Forgive... protect...'

So naturally, she was curious as to who this person was. "Don't bother yourself with that," the kitsune waved her hand. "How old are you?" "Three hundred and fifty two years," she said sitting down as Ro sat next to her before she asked the kitsune, "You have three tails then?" "Yes. And no, you can't see my tails" Mizuki announced before Ro could ask. With a chuckle, Ro replied, "I know." The kitsune gleamed with acknowledgement. "Are you the only river kitsune?" Ro asked.