Miya Asama Novels & Stories

Before he could reply, a sharp screech echoed across the battlefield. Ama. She descended from the sky, riding a nightmarish beast—half dragon, half wolf—with smoky black wings. Her eyes glowed crimson, her body laced with corrupted magic. “Well, well,” she drawled, her voice magically amplified across the field. “Little Riya finally learned how to fight.” I stepped forward. “This ends tonight, Ama.” She laughed, throwing her head back. “You think you’re powerful enough to defeat me?” Nathaniel growled, stepping in front of me. “You’ve already lost.”

It only means Feas can see this insect. "What is your name, little one? " Meme. " She grinned. "Prince Amir, her name is Myka. She can't say her whole name. " Aya said. "Meme, tell me. When did you see these mosquitoes? " "Umm!! Bit me." She pointed her arms. "But I mack it like this. " She smacked her hand, and fire came out of her palm. She is a fire caster like Aya. "Good job. Next time it comes to you, burn it with fire before it can touch you. Okay? "

"Scarlett." ******

Just before Helga could complete her sentence, Maisy cut her off. "Ok! Lia!" She said excitedly. She cupped her cheeks with both her hands. Her eyes were twinkling when she realized she called Amelia's name. Maisy walked to her and held both her hands. "Lia, I will forever serve you. I will be your most loyal maid!" Maisy shouted and smiled brightly at Amelia. "What are you saying," Amelia said while giggling. Helga was about to say something when she sees the bright smile plastered on Amelia's face. 'I guess this is fine too. I'm glad her mood got better' she thought.

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

Yamato didn't know when he joined Orie in the suspicious laugh. Meanwhile, Mia had just opened her eyes for the first time since she fell unconscious. She looked up to see a figure standing before her, and the first word she uttered was "GENJI" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: there aren't many people that know the actual owner of the SHIN SEKAI company. Some believe that the information is hidden with magic.

Looking at this girl, Monica somehow had an idea who this girl was. "It's hot, hot! But wow, it is very delicious! Hot, hot! How did you make this, Kouhai-kun?" Seeing the girl in front of him yelling and screaming, she just stuffed the nikujaga on the small bowl into her little mouth and looked at him as if she had found a treasure. "Hello, my name is Misaki Kamiigusa, a third-year student! Kouhai-kun, I have just met, Chihiro-nee before and I have heard of you from her, um, it is delicious!"

Uche repeated “You can’t fight me. I am the greatest warrior in the land, fighting me would be useless.” “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” Ejima swallowed. She had a stone on her sling, ready to let them fly. “Oh, my dear friend. Such courage will only get you killed.” Amaka chuckled, “You should have—” There was a quick flash, followed by a trail of blood on the gray wall. Ejima’s pupil dangled in her skull and her shoulders sagged when she realized what had just happened. She took a step back, watching her friend who was holding her neck, choking in her blood with disbelief and confusion. The woman tried to speak or tried to look at the man she had loved, but the betrayer seemed to nudge

The woman's excited voice sounded out, I was quiet for a while before responding. "Miwa.... Iretomiwa Vicentia..." ~Author's Note~ Votes and comments are really appreciated ☺️☺️

“Yeah? The woman looked down at the file folder she was holding and flipped through it. Then she looked back up at Grace’s face. “When I saw the name on the file I didn’t actually think it would be you...oh my god I’m such a huge fan. Like huuuggeee fan. I loved your Tokyo campaign, it’s my favourite…the one with the motorcycles and the rain! Omg…” All Grace could do was smile. “...and I know you probably hear this all the time but you’re so cool. I’m Amara. Amara Chidi. I’m the intern who’s supposed to help you settle in and I'm completely blowing this, aren’t I?” “Nice to meet you too, Amara,” Grace chuckled, watching the lady giggle as papers in her folder fell out. “Oops. God. I’m so clu