Novel & Cerita Miya Chinen

And why is this solo happening? He got replied that they don't know who is Misty Feng and both parties got in conflict because Dragon Tamer the player who is playing Miya had a verbal fight someone and they decided to take this fight into MLBB. Chiean Hwa chuckle as he kept on staring at the screen.

----------------------------------------- ~NOTE IN NEET'S POV~ Mia is my twin sister's daughter who is not around us due to some reason. Since Mia was a baby I have been taking cLf her and when she grew up she started calling me mom. I couldn't take her with me here (Country X) cause of work as I don't want to risk her life but I guess she will be staying with me till I go back to my real home in Country R. Things about my work and sister are for another time to tell. **************************

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 ☺️☺️

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

The little woman drew herself up to what must be her most impressive height. Maybe four-ten. “I am not a cook.” She sounded outraged by the idea. “That narrows down the chances of it being poisoned then.” Mia strolled over to the tray, lifting the salver to nod appreciatively. “You may leave, Fifi.” “I am Selena Hernanda-Fuendo, descended from an Aztec princess and Cortez—” “As you said. You’re still dismissed, your highness.” Mia waved her toward the door, maintaining an aloof air until the other woman exited with

Han left the room. ..................................... Mia Chang was bust practicing for the upcoming awakening test. Being the daughter of two A-rank hunters, she was invited by a lot of organizations. Kaiser was the biggest out of all of them in addition to it being her parents' previous workplace. The woman who was instructing her to prepare for the awakening test was an A-rank hunter who was a friend of her mom. Her real name was Xiao Mingue, but she was known to the world as 'Huntress'.

she asked, trying to sound professional despite her growing frustration. Joe puffed on his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke that curled into the night air. “Mia Stone.” Allie’s eyes widened. “Mia Stone? Isn’t she shooting a new film with Cameron in Hollywood?” Mia Stone was a legend. She’d burst onto the scene at sixteen and dominated the entertainment world for over a decade, winning countless awards and becoming a global icon. Recently, she’d made history as the first Asian lead in a Cameron blockbuster, cementing her international stardom. Beyond her professional accolades, Mia Stone’s personal life was equally captivating—a puzzle the media had yet to solve.

She had to face the lying bitch this night too. “Are you deaf?” Mia barked at her. “Or do you think this the ring you are so used to?” “No. I am not deaf.” Chanda replied. “I was just coming down from the Lycan’s room.” “Were you?” Mia looked her from up to down. “I see you have already started your maid duties, slave. It is good to see that you understand, that is exactly where people like you belong. Scrubbing the floors and running baths.”

Tomorrow the Prophecy Child would die. Aria sat alone in her stone cell, the heavy chains still wrapped around her wrists. The runes etched into the metal glowed with a faint, persistent light, constantly draining her power. A single candle flickered on a narrow ledge near the wall, its small flame casting dancing shadows across the rough stone surfaces. For hours she watched it burn, her thoughts drifting far beyond the bars that held her. The flame was small and fragile, yet it refused to surrender to the darkness. It reminded her of someone. Of Ryan. The thought brought a sad, bittersweet smile to her lips, small but undeniably real in the dim light.