Novel & Cerita Natsu And Mirajane Fanfiction

If only life were no more complicated than the pleasures of their lovemaking. Sliding out of her, Nate wrapped his arms around her waist, turning and helping her to lower to the bed where he cradled her and began stroking her hair. Mira settled into the crook of his shoulder, her arm draping over his chest, her left leg hugging his. In a smooth, deep tone, he asked with an air of humor, “What am I going to do with you?” She smiled, but deep down she wondered. What would he do with her? And how would he prevent her attacker from returning to finish the job?

Kian finally pulled her behind a wall , pinned her against it and asked. " Mira. Leave those creatures and Watchers and everything else supernatural behind. Forget what we heard and saw back at the mountain. Be the girl who came under my wheels in that rainy day. Now tell me, as that girl... what's bothering you? I can clearly see you distressed. " Mira's eyes flickered as his words spilled out of his lips one by one. And then she burst into tears over his shoulder. The sky thundered aloud along with her silent whimpers as she dig her face into his clothes, while he hugged her tight.

“It would, Nim, and you know it. I know Elvie is your cousin and all, but still. She is a bad egg, and she corrupts vulnerable younger women into believing her bullshit about better treatment the day Stephan is Alpha of a pack. He is never getting a pack, and she is not going to be his Luna. However delusional she is.” Mirage snorts again, crossing her arms and stopping to look at the women. Angel manages to actually walk a little ahead before she realizes we’re not with her anymore. She turns and walks back, a crease between her eyebrows, her mouth open to argue with my mate, but Mirage holds up her hand.

Haden said. Mira did not look at him. She kept her eyes on me. “I am a Mirage. You said it yourself. I can split and morph. I can learn a scent and breed it into my skin. If I take enough of your blood and your scent and your manner, I can be close enough. It will follow me instead of you. I can run it in circles forever. You can finish the bond with your mate and lock the gate.” I stared at her. “That is not how this works.”

She pouted, tilting her head like a coy temptress. Nicolas raked his fingers through his dark curls, frustration gnawing at him. His skull throbbed with a dizzy weight, and his memory was but a foggy void. He could recall the courtroom—voices, anger, then a blur—but nothing beyond it. “Surely, you jest,” Mira cooed, twirling a strand of her raven hair around her finger. Her eyes devoured him shamelessly. “You mustn’t forget. A night of passion… of fire. You nearly knotted me in front of them all.” She closed her eyes and inhaled with a sigh of pleasure. “The very air still tastes of it—sex and sweat and your strength upon me.”

“Come here, let’s introduce you. Come to mommy, my little one…” She took Noah from my arms and grabbed mine with her free hand, completely unaware of the way my expression betrayed me. “Come, dear. You know the Smirnovs, don’t you? The leaders of the Silver pack? This is Mirella, their eldest daughter, Nathan’s fiancée and the future Luna of the Silverfang.” Her words pierced through me like poisoned needles. I looked at Nathan, and for a brief second, I saw it: Pain. But just as quickly, he looked away.