Myoui Mina Novels & Stories

Am I the only one doubting Mei's innocence? Niran sounds so real 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I love y'all 😍😍🥰

“Thank you by the way.” Miho just smiled and quickly walked back to her seat. She sat down and carried on doodling on her piece of paper. “Can I seat with you if you don’t mind?” she asked looking at Miho. Miho nodded her head as she let the girl with earrings on her face to move pass her. “By the way I’m Veliou Knight and you?” asked the girl with earrings on her face. “Miho, Miho Weapon” replied Miho shaking Veliou’s soft slim caramel hands.

“What do you mean? You went out of town by yourself? Are you crazy? You’re a girl—” “I’m not asking for your opinion. I’m just informing you,” I cut her off, my voice calm. Her voice instantly rose. “Freya Brown! You come back right now! “What kind of behavior is this?! We just didn’t bring you to one meal. Did you really have to blow things up like this?” I stayed silent. She probably thought I was wavering, because her tone softened slightly. “Alright, alright. Just come home. Mom will make your favorite sweet and sour ribs.”

I asked quietly. Kenji gasped. "You know?" I nodded quietly. "Yes. I am an Omega. A rare Omega." "Ah!"

LYRA’S POV It has been long settled since I was twelve years old–my marriage with Damon. Now I am standing under the glowing natural light, clad in this red dress that smells of sweet lavender and clutching the red roses Aunt Maya carefully picked out specially for this night. The air is nice and moist, the atmosphere is amazing and the moon is slowly showing its face. I stretch my neck towards the walkway. Damon hasn't shown up yet nor his father, Alpha Thorne. Then towards the front row of people and there my best friend in the whole wide world is standing and I see her mouth “Go girl! Luna incoming!”

She looked up at Jiro and me, her expression soft yet full of resolve. “Papa, Daddy…” she began, her voice trembling ever so slightly. “I’m an Omega, aren’t I?” I smiled, feeling a surge of pride and love for my daughter. “Yes, Mina,” I said, my voice filled with warmth. “You are.” She looked at us for a moment, as if searching for something, before her gaze softened. “It’s okay,” she said with a quiet strength. “I’m okay.” I pulled her into my arms, holding her close, feeling the weight of the moment settle over me. “We’re so proud of you,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “No matter what, you’ll always be our Mina.”

I retorted sarcastically. “No need to be sarcastic Maya,” Muni says looking at me from under her lashes. “Then stop treating me like a suspect.” “Then stop acting like one,” the guy says.

He just sent me my new assignment. I am supposed to kill a woman named Mariam Lowel by the end of today. And he never forgets to remind me the consequences if I fail him.