Novelas y relatos de Mitsuri

She still didn't get any reply. Why are you not answering? "she folded up her laptop and turned towards Fidelia only to see her crying. "What's wrong?" She hurried to her side. "Why are you crying?" She asked again "I'm fine" Fidelia replied admist tears. "You're fine and you're crying like this" she added "common tell me what's wrong" concern was evident in her voice "You should know I wouldn't accept just fine from you" she added when Fidelia refused to speak up.

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

A shiver shakes him, spreading to the others. “I love you, I adore you…” Lou growls in a strangled voice somewhere in the back of her head, and an electric discharge pierces the Kitsune, from the very pulsating center to the fingertips, swollen lips, aching nipples. In my head, like a firework explodes, colored spots dance under tightly closed eyelids. The sharp, almost painful pulsation doesn't stop until Lou adds his trembling to this general vibration. She sobs, and two salty drops roll down her cheeks from under closed eyelashes. There is too much water around for anyone to notice.

she murmured, his hand on her hair was doing things to her, calming her down and turning her insides to puddle, “he just sounded urgent, so I hurried over.” Zach turned off the dryer, “Mina, I am genuinely worried about you, without marking you as my mate, I can’t mind link you or know exactly what you think, I can feel your emotions but it is to a certain extent. I just need you to help me out and adhere to going out with a guard."

I am not a monster, I am not a monster, I might be a slutty traitor, but I am not a monster. On the way to Mr. Ross' surprisingly cool apartment. Rene told me that Mr. Ross has been doing research about werewolves and vampires and he found a lot of things. He wanted to call Rene to tell her but he wasn't sure so he decided to do more research to be positive about what he found. Now he's sure, he's confident this time.

It’s been over a year since the Sicilian pack war started, and my life changed forever. Well, not just my life but everyone’s changed after Icky Iggy and Shit Witch Melania launched their war. Nebrodi took the brunt, losing more than half of the pack in the massacre, including their ranked wolves and one of my mates.

He gained on me as I backed up on the large tree,I tried getting to my feet but the excruciating pain in my ribs made it hard . Coming head to head with me ,he stops I couldn't believe my eyes there was no one a black mist that was impossible I blinked hoping I was dreaming Suddenly he blows up in a cloud of pitch black smoke then am pulled to the darkness

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

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.

He tidied up his clothes, knocked on the windowpane before casually entering the carriage with a neutral expression. Seiran also tried very hard to control her burning face. She hastily rubbed her nose, inwardly groaned. The rosy color is slowly gone. However, if one looked closer at her earlobes, they would notice, the tip are as red as the ripen tomato. -------- Present time. Mochi is quick in pestering its host. The blue energy ball didn't felt guilty, and it's blatantly ignored the host's jeering look. Mochi also seemed to forget its enmity from before.