Mizuki Novels & Stories

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

“May I know your name?” He looked at me with a slight surprise in his eyes. "I’m Mizuki Ishikawa." “Mizuki?” I asked him. “So, that means you are Japanese.” “Why? Do I look Korean to you?” He smirked. “Well, surprise. Because I am not.” I smiled as his name lingered on my lips, “Mizuki.”

Ellen's Point of View Hello, my name is Ellen Burge, and I'm 35 years old. I'm a spy known as Chizuki, which means "bloody moon" in Japanese. I became a spy as a result of an accident that drove me to seek vengeance for the deaths of my loved ones. Third Person Point of View The Burge Family is well-known for their wealth, and many individuals have attempted to rob them, but no one has succeeded until one day when they are unaware that their home is being attacked by an anonymous assassin. Ellen's mother, fortunately, had hidden her beneath the carpet in a little library.

“Mathias, you’re nothing better than Griff.” The display tech noticed something and scrolled down the page. “Uhm, Miss Andrea, isn’t your family name Archer? Do you know a Melody Archer? She’s listed as the designer for Snow Promises – Forever… and Winter Equinox. Didn’t you say you designed Winter Equinox?”

Sienna: The mist curled around my ankles like shackles as I charged through the chaos, my claws slicing another creature across the throat. It fell apart in a hiss of smoke. Everything seemed to crumble under its weight and it was as if the world itself was now calling for help, and yet no one came to aid it. Well, not yet. We were here and we were going to destroy her. That was the goal. Stop at nothing until she's gone. Tatiana. Marissa.

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?

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

It’s not against school rules. Well! I’m glad that you spoke for yourself because I was starting to think that you only speak when no one else is watching. Oh, and I have a name which is Mizuki. By the way I agree with your deal it will be the easiest way for me to get rid of this stupid situation. Yeah, you’re right it will help to get rid of your arrogant personality. So, deal’s done Mizuki and this purple hair-coloured women’s name is Lorain.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

There had to be a mistake. As we reached the side of the room, the man disentangled from both of us. Looking at me I see an awareness of who I was. He was breathtaking. He had dirty blonde hair slicked back, hair you could run your hands through. His eyes were a breathtaking silver color that sparkled under the lights. He was over 6 ft tall compared to my 5’4” stature he was a giant to me. He was all muscle and looked like he was in his mid 20’s. I wonder what he thought of me when he looked at me. Holding my hand out and smiling, I introduce myself, “I am Beta Lily Thompson from the Golden Moon Pack.”. As I said this the woman who was with my mate smirked. Looking at her I gave her