Miyuki Shiba Novels & Stories

Mizuki said as she came out of her office that was located across from mine. Mizuki was five feet and five inches tall with skin the color of brown sugar. She had a feminine muscular form. I made her train since we started living together. I didn’t want to have to worry about her too much whenever I had to go away. She had lavender hair that went past her waist. I looked up into her light brown eyes and stopped in my tracks. From the look on her face she was already done working for the day. It couldn’t be that bad. Could it?

Millie’s soft angelic voice touches Emily’s heart, making her smile wide. “There it is, the smile that I am looking for!” Millie exclaimed in delight. “You see, you’re a brave girl. And I know your wolf too,” she added and winked at her. Emily shook her head and pouted her lips. “What’s wrong?” Millie asked when she saw her reaction. “I never let her out,” she replied as she pulled the white blanket and lay her back on the bed. Millie walked closer to meet her gaze. “Why? How did you even control it? You’re already twenty-five.”

“He is one of a kind.” “And your maid is quite the opposite of Janus. She always brings red flowers. I bet red is her favourite colour,” Miya said. “She is one of a kind, too. She loves romance—” “Oh, I love them too—” “Tragic ones,” I said, and Miya’s excited smile faltered. Miya stared at me, speechless. As if she was saying through her eyes that I have all the antique pieces in this world as my friend. “Zephyr is the only normal person around you, I guess,” Miya said.

“You must be Haru.” I nodded, my throat suddenly dry. “Yes… and you are?” Her lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Mikako Fujibayashi. Jiro’s sister.” I swallowed hard, my grip tightening on the doorframe. “What brings you here, Ms. Fujibayashi?” Her gaze flicked past me, into the apartment, where Hibiki’s laughter echoed softly. “May I come in? I believe we have much to discuss.”

Mia who was the closest to the area said that the only thing that protected her eyes when she looked was the ridiculous amount of scrap metal that flew out of the area and she didn't dare look a second time. Shiro punched through his enemies with ease, Yamoto and his blue tiger were clearing the area. Mia on the other hand was doing the most unexpected all things, using a sniper rifle in close combat. not that it held a disadvantage or anything It was just weird that the most durable thing in her inventory was a sniper rifle that doubled as a heavy metal bat. but what no one could disagree with was that the combos she did with it were awesome.

Due to my anxiety, I only smiled at Miya as my answer. After a quick introduction, Miya and her brother started tonight's training with a friendly wolf battle. They had the same wolf color, a tundra. They were both quick, never showing a hint of uncertainty as they attacked each other and rolled to the ground several times. For a maid and omega, I had no idea that Miya was this powerful and incredibly fast, but Miya's brother, Mason, was faster and even more powerful since he sent Miya to the ground without breaking a sweat and then pinned her using his vigorous paw.

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

She looks tomboy compared to women in general. "Hey Eren. My name is Miyuki. Pleased to meet you. I hope you feel comfortable here," said Miyuki with a smile. Miyuki's appearance was very different from Zoya's. Miyuki's hair was long, black and well-groomed. She wore bright red lipstick and polished her face with a thick powder. Miyuki looked much more feminine than Zoya. After shaking hands with the two women of different characters, Eren extended his hand to one of the men who were there.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

He was caught off guard by a question from the new god. - What is your height? - Kurayami questioned him. Tsuki Miki amidst her groan said. – 1.88 tall and 95 kilos – Tsuki Miki said. – I'm not small. - And you? – Tsuki Miki questioned. Kurayami stretched out on his huge bed, and still naked, he said with pride. – I am 2.88 tall and I weigh 823 kg. – Kurayami said.