Novel & Cerita Oh Who Is She A Misty Memory

She shrugged and answered “I honestly don’t really remember…I just remember it was when I was trying to run away from them the first time…I remember attacking and then I think I used the mist…but I don’t remember….it’s all kind of blurry…” She shook her head as it hurt to try and remember. He looked at her and smiled “oooh…I know…you must have used some life flow to suck the life from him….that would explain you not remembering all of it…you have done it before too then passed out…what happens is you get all scary and then purple mist fills the area and then it can do whatever it wants….like you control it, but also don’t” He explained. She scrunched her eyebrows together and thought about i

"You think posting something online can force your way into our lives? Keep dreaming. A piece of trash like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes. You're only fit to crawl under a bridge and find a homeless man!" Her filthy insults came one after another, each one testing the limits of my patience. I genuinely began to wonder if there had been some kind of mistake. How could this possibly be the girl Nathaniel had described? I took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rising in my chest, and spoke coldly. "Listen carefully. I'm not a mistress. I'm Nathaniel's mother. In other words, I'm the biological mother of the fiancé you're talking about."

And no matter how hard he tired to spot her again, she somehow managed to vanish from the room before he could. “Hey there, hotness,” a girl suddenly said in his ear, using a flirty voice. “My name is Misty, and I’ll be your guide today.” She stood really close, pressing her ample chest to his arm as she hooked hers through his. “Just let me know if you need any, hands on, instructions while you’re here.”

"Since it's Sunday today we just thought to have some fun together" I could hear my heart pounding hard against my ribcage with each word that came out of my mouth. "Having some fun together, when you are on a murder suspect list?" the officer gives us a sardonic laugh that sent chills down my spine. Kirstin was scowling at her and I knew what was up in her mind. She would be probably visualizing punching the officer in her face. My glance falls on her badge and I acknowledge her name as Stephanie Miles. Slim and short with Gray-blue eyes and fair skin tone. Her brown hair was tied up in a bun.

she smiled lost in thought. “Henry sent you here didn’t he?” I folded my arms to my chest, “Congratulations, you got yourself a spy,” I wiped a tear from my face. “I’m here because I saw the light in you, and you can save him, ” she moved closer to me as I laughed hard with no humor in my laugh. “Light, you read my life in a file. Where did you see the light?” I squared my eyes with hers. “An innocent girl who has survived ruthless men is what you are Maya. You are a fighter, ” she had her hands on the side of my shoulder.

I wanted to bury my face in his neck and inhale deeply. “Everyone,” Alpha Kai said to the table. “This is Alpha Ford of Moonbeam and Alpha Stoll of Nearside. Go ahead and introduce yourselves to them.” “I’m Misty Sharpe of Blood Moon,” the girl on the other side of Alpha Ledger said. She had the same platinum blonde hair and green eyes as Alpha Sharpe. “Your Alpha Sharpe’s daughter?” Alpha Ford asked. “Yes,” Misty answered. She bit the inside of her lip like she was trying to keep herself from saying something. She looked nervous. Every strand of her hair was in place, her makeup immaculate.

“My lady?” “Where have you been the whole effin night?” “My lady,” she said, her eyes kinda confuse, “this place has no day or night. But let's say I'm away the whole night, perhaps because I'm enjoying the feast?” “Feast?” She shrugged, trying hard to hide the confussion in her eyes. “Well-” “Don't you dare to hide a single information from me, Misty!” I almost couldn't stop myself from bursting out. Misty kinda shaken but only sigh after. She said, trying to remember the vague of memory, “I'm hunting-”

“Really? I don’t remember you at all.” “That’s impossible,” she whispered, her eyes trembling as she muttered to herself, dazed and broken. “No, Mr. Wilson must be wrong. You can’t have lost your memory.” Her voice cracked, and she cried until she could barely breathe.

"What is your name?" "Why are you asking me useless questions instead of calling the police?" They had to have her background information since she'd been admitted. Why pretend they didn't know who she was? The doctor smiled "Please answer the questions, Miss" "Thalia Ashcroft" "And how old are you?" "Forty-two" "What is the last thing you remember?" "I... The last thing... It's all foggy. But I know I'm married to that bastard and we have two kids"

He murmured, “Easy. Breathe.” She clung to him a moment longer before pulling back, her eyes filled with tears. “What’s happening out there?” He cupped her face. “Don’t worry about outside. Tell me about you. Are you hurt?” “No, but..” Her voice cracked. “Dad, I don’t understand. I didn’t mean to attack her. I didn’t even think. I smelled a rogue. I swear I did. It was strong. It was real. And then suddenly I am on top of her like I am feral.”