Mosa Mosa No Mi Novels & Stories

Grinning as if she’s aware of something we're n’t. Rosa’s blades are unsheathed before the plate touches the ground. “Coño.” The dish remains intact. It liquefies, pernil transforming into wax streaming, over the table shaping words: TWENTY-EIGHT DAYS, TÍO MARCO. INFORM MOMMY THAT I LONG, FOR HER. The wax solidifies into a red handprint (Isla’s hand precisely the same size). Rosa clutches my wrist with force that her nails break the skin.

It was a staggering amount of data to process before I’d even had caffiene hit. Beneath the barrage of dating alerts, the "Margarita Senoritas" group chat was already a war zone of activity. I tapped into it to find a selfie of Cleo and Marissa. They were jogging along the avenue, looking suspiciously glowy and athletic. Cleo’s black braids were perfectly contained, those pink tips flashing in the morning light, and Mari’s icy blue eyes were bright despite the hour.

Tate refused to be deterred, "We haven't talked about the red moon ceremony" he insisted. "and what are we going to say about it? There was obviously a mistake, we can't be mates" Ryan told him, he turned to walk away but Tate held on to him. "The moon goddess doesn't make a mistake" "Tate, we are both men, how can we be mates? We even hate each other. I think we should reject each other" Tate stepped back shaking his head.

The mirror shattered from inside. “Let me out,” she begged. “No,” I said. But my reflection was already gone. And hers was in its place. A messenger arrived with white roses. Lira’s seal stamped in wax. Inside the petals, powdered silverroot. Enough to kill twenty wolves. A note was pinned beneath: “You forgot who taught you to be cruel.” I burned it and sent her back a wolf's heart instead.

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.

"Celina, what kind of shameless Luna are you?" I arched a brow, let out a sharp laugh. "Didn't you tell me to strip?" He had nothing. Just crushed his glass and slammed it to the floor, eyes blazing across the room. "If anyone says a word about tonight—I'll kill you. Get out. Now!" His voice cracked like a whip. The room cleared fast. Except Moye. She clung to his arm, whispering, playing peacemaker. I held his stare, choking back the tears.

Rosa cries. "Rosa, it is not personal. It is business," Mario says. I open the door of the apartment and run down the stairs. "Stop! I am Mia. What do you want with me," I shout. Mario spins around and looks at me. "Stop! Put the things back in place," Mario says to his men. "Mia, no, honey, they are going to kill you," Rosa cries. "I can not let them destroy what you have worked so hard for. I will be fine. If this bastard kills me, I will die with my head held high! Even if they torture me, I will not cry," I say.

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"He said whatever was between us needed to end. Just like that. He looked at me in the eyes and said that, Mia." Mia felt her heart break for her friend. She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Elena into a careful hug. "Don't you listen to him for one second," Mia said firmly. "Mose is just scared right now. When men get scared, they do the stupidest things you can imagine. Trust me on this one. I'm going to talk to him and find out what's really going on." Elena wanted to believe Mia but the look in Mose's eyes had been so final. Like he had already made up his mind and nothing could change it.